Written by: John Heavern
Hunger doesn’t stop to strike a bargain,
Lies in wait to hunt for dear departed.
Something’s gotta’ change, the Power’s failing:
Running off the rails, the planet darkens.
Crises finally comin’,
Time to push the button.
Human Nature is
Ravenous and runnin’.
Money makes and circles fools,
And suddenly The Beast appears:
Influence that breaks the rules,
As competition disappears…
Beast has got to feed a need to have it,
Cash keeps flowing free for them to grab it.
Genocide is happening for prizes,
‘Til it’s grown into a frightening habit.
Hungrily, it’s feeding,
Lots of people bleeding.
Can’t stop, it’s ravenous:
Common Man mistreated.
History has given no solution,
Greed is just a driven institution.
Wage a war of pain on working slaves and
Break the rules in Circles of exclusion.
Clever little boys with
Deadly, vicious voices.
Money’s rope is choking,
With suffocating choices.
Vicious Circles position for a surplus,
Showing no mercy to Nature or Man.
Tragedy eventually serving it’s purpose,
When a Circle has it all in their hands.
They thought this was a ride that was never going to end, it just goes on and on and on and every day, they got more money and they’re counting up their paper profits. And they’re selling and buying and buying and selling and they’re doing great. There’s going to be a crash and the aftermath is going to be quite terrible.
The tremendous crowds which you see gathered outside are due to the greatest crash in the history of the New York Stock Exchange. In brokers’ offices across the country, the small investors, the grocers, the secretaries, stared in numbed silence. Hope of an easy retirement, the new home, their children’s education, everything was gone.
Itchy fingers are playin’ with the trigger,
Money is killing at villainous will.
Lotta’ lies they keep making even bigger:
Never enough to be finally filled.
Hunger wrestles reason,
Greed is in position.
Ravenous, The Beast is
Driven by provision…
