Thou - The Butcher's Bill
We're always crying that we want to be free. but when the shadow of danger looms, and when the mob scents fear: we collectively gasp; we shut our eyes; we abandon our convictions; we grovel and crawl before the great seal; we prostrate ourselves before the all-seeing eye of the god of greed and poverty and ownership. ideology abandoned. culture abolished. families destroyed. psychoses intensified. consumerist freedom! limbs and organs decimated. lives ruined. spread our disease.
Letras Thou