SubRosa - Crucible lyrics
[SubRosa - Crucible lyrics]
We'll scour the ghettos
For the trash of the earth
Put em on the frontline they won't be missed
Step into my crucible
Warm yourself in my crucible
Burn and die in my crucible
We'll bribe their grieving families
With the fat of the land
Spread distorted visions
Till they eat from our hand
The victims of the system
Are the first to be served
To propagate that system
They're meat in our mill
Cast into the futile battle
In the caste system of feudal lords
Crying from the bottom of the pile
In the voice of a number
We're paragons of virtue
And you are the same
When you die in our turnstile
We'll protect your name
For the trash of the earth
Put em on the frontline they won't be missed
Step into my crucible
Warm yourself in my crucible
Burn and die in my crucible
We'll bribe their grieving families
With the fat of the land
Spread distorted visions
Till they eat from our hand
The victims of the system
Are the first to be served
To propagate that system
They're meat in our mill
Cast into the futile battle
In the caste system of feudal lords
Crying from the bottom of the pile
In the voice of a number
We're paragons of virtue
And you are the same
When you die in our turnstile
We'll protect your name