The Dear Hunter - Filth and Squalor lyrics

Somewhere there's a choice being made
For the mass by the will of a broken few
Guided by the hand of the guilty
Praised as a cure for a curse
When really this is all catastrophic
And we're tethered to the hull
Of a sinking ship
Thrashing for a breath at the surface
Praying for the ropes to slip

I always knew that the damned
Would inherit the earth
As soon as they learned to speak
We would be suffering
Sucking on the scraps of a wicked wealth
We were bound by need to vicious villainy

Tear it down, start again
Erasing every trace so stale scars can mend
Then we will sing
"The way things used to be"
"The way things used to be"
"The way things used to be"

I always knew that the damned
Would inherit the earth
As soon as they learned to speak
We would be suffering
Sucking on the scraps of a wicked wealth
We were bound by need to vicious villainy