You think they don't know you
but they do
They plan to seek and kill you
bringing your brethren to very few
They'll take a sword to your mind on down to love
Hands in you without a glove
Eating
Eating
Pulling tricks with Cannibal Politics
Holy Hell on a summer night
fire burning at it's feet so bright
So bright
Moloch breathe in smoke
Moloch breathe in our soul
Moloch, you dumb shit, breathe in nothing
on this summer night
So sick is the ritual of Cannibal Politics
Corporate Gods praising loud
Even though God is not proud
on this summer night they burn us alive
to the point we cannot strive
though we remain alive
in this sick act of Cannibal Politics
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