Don't Look Down

Jump on the gravy train
Fast track on our bloodstains
Contain the working class
Bypass the underclass
You're on your way to the biggest seat
The blood of the poor stains the soles of your feet
Footprints in the ichor, in blood and in bone
Under the heel of the heart of stone

Warm your feet on the fire
You fucking liar
Choke on the stench of burning flesh
It's all that's left

Would you be happy to just burn it all away?
If you could be the king of the waste?

Well don't look down
Don't look down
You'll only see the ghosts all around

Well don't look down
Don't look down
See the ashen waste you left on the ground

Too entitled to give a shit
Too unfit to make a fist of trying
To make us fit into this rich
Feeding pit in which you wallow
Basting in the juices of the
Lives you ruined
Lost the feeling
Lies you're brewing
Make us swallow
This golden handshake
No mistake
Breaks the spine of those you forsake

Would you be happy to just burn it all away?
If you could be the king of the waste?

Well don't look down
Don't look down
You'll only see the ghosts all around

Well don't look down
Don't look down
See the ashen waste you left on the ground

He who has it all will wish for nothing
He who has it all will wish for nothing
He who has it all will wish for nothing
He who has it all will be the king of the waste

Don't
Look
Down
King
Of
The
Waste

Rising from the ashes of the lives you burned
I am the ghost of the lost returned
The past indiscretions of the cowardly kings
Will be the hunting for the haunted
And the end of everything

Would you be happy to just burn it all away?
If you could be the king of the waste?

Well don't look down
Don't look down
You'll only see the ghosts all around

Well don't look down
Don't look down
See the ashen waste you left on the ground