Sepultura

Rotting skonny corpses left alone
They're like endless disease
Invisible, painful, ethernal
Creatures fucked bya greedy past
Since you were born
You want to make money and power
A dimple way to the corrupt
Way of mankind
Hungry for living
To live like a slave
Without knowing your master
You have no value
Your just another one
Death will quench your hunger
Hunger for confidence
To shake the hand of your best friend
And later to be betrayed
The law rules the mind of ignorance
Hungry for pleasure
You act like a robot
The tears in your eyes
As red as blood
Your pleasure is pain
Your pleasure is torture
Hungry is your pleasure
Hungry for the future