Regurgitated Lullaby For The Born Dead Lyrics

Prowling along the edge of misery

Suffocating on hope of better days

Questioning minds fed with the myth of opportunity

Born-dead: Death at birth

Unwanted: Still essential

Exploited: As they want

Born-Dead: But shall rise

Destiny chosen by fortunate ones, wounded for life

Can't become a master when you're born slave

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Mortification for majority

So that masters

Keep sleeping in

Their castles built of gold

A child's dream, nothing but dreams,

Will soon start to burn and turn to ashes.

The production equation doesn't bring wealth

For everyone, a thing to benefit the fortunate

Ones/empowered ones. Awake the born dead.