Dying Fetus

Born, a human life, into this world dead, the sad result, from disease a century of sacrifice is lost in greed in a time of massive wealth, where not one sees chemical children are raised in the streets their whore-mothers begging beside in prisons the riots are breeding resistance the starving all seek to be fed a shit-city built on the backs of the poor where the real world is buried beneath while tourists and business-the partners in greed devour the fruit of the land starving-and dying- assassins surround to kill them praying- for something or someone to set them free life- in Babylon, post AD defined in terms of "what can you do for me" the world outside is full of rot, so walls divide the burn, of acid air and black cloud skies death squads are crawling the city in search of the "worthless" to fill up mass graves corrupted and careless, degrading all life these cops are the killers well-trained millions of people stand dead on their feet begging for mercy denied breathing pollution and slaving to eat they’re humans, but empty inside rise, out of the slums they seek to fight, just to defend cause there's nothings left, just a future of death, breath, inherit the earth, now they shall be reborn how can you think that our world is so good? the red, white, and blue blinds your eyes when everything's fine in your white neighborhood who cares for the dying outside? forced to rebellion, uprising, they’re tearing through the walls of, confinement, uprooted, the promise of a Third World, resistance, the power, is overtaken nightfall, in Sodom, its burning, its time to bring it down now the time has come at last to give back what they demand just a chance for life and peace far away, from famine and disease power has changed across the world now its just the money that rules in Sodom today and the bastards that run the corporate plan will be choking on their blood when the masses make them pay