Lyrics

In a world where we close the borders To the victims of our war machine We pretend that we're true supporters Of our ethic, our ideals are clean The trace of blood it always goes The same way money flows It's not a secret if you want to know The evidence will show Fall on your knees and pray, the monetary gods! We will always worship you, the monetary gods, our monetary gods! Our tribes and their glorious leaders Make thе rules, tell us what to do Rob us all in their еndless greed and Celebrate their lies for all the fools You will find them at the biggest feast They eat it all, the same You find all those who still believe in fairness As losers of the game! Fall on your knees and pray, the monetary gods! We will always worship you, the monetary gods, our monetary gods!