Paroles de Scavenger

Through this thievery I'm cheated of my precious time Anaemic, starved, in depravation Hope once cherished lost Pawn, prisoner - Your blood is not your own A thousand apathetic eyes Yet not a single tear A different kind of slavery Seemingly chosen Thieves are what you are Bought right from the start World-order degenerate Preaching scavenger art (I dreamt the world was a better place than it is...)