Industrial Casualties

Vicious circle keeps rolling
We are present in a good place
They were born in the red zone, die one by one
Our pleasure, their misery
Born a lot here, more die there
Our bliss, their cries, our fondled, their war
Our cum, the life floated there

Toxic fog fill the sky, infect the living
It's life in death time, now rots away

Government is useless, deaf, and blind army
Eternal and no limit greediness
The green you cut, the desert created, the grave for them

Masked angel traitors that we choose
The voice you give are in vain
Motherland rapes machine
The throne for greedy rats
The invasion of greedy allies

(The) green house, slowly arid and barren
Miserable
(The) blue water, slowly turbid and dry
Miserable

The blue sky, slowly blackened
We party with your soul
We dance with your pain
We sing with your anguish