Carrion

are you proud to work their fields?

are you paralyzed by fear?

the walls they say will keep you safe

were really raised to keep you still

and still

you kick it up to them

you give it all again

trade your labor for a pittance

are you proud of your reward?

the ones you love- are they proud of their reward?

shackled to the shadow of the manor of your lord

you stand

and still

the sickle is in your hand

to swing at your command

slash the chain raise the gate and take a stand

are we idle fuckers?

are they tyrants?

if they carry on we are carrion

are we idle?

you're dying on their fields

but the sickle is yours to wield

slash the chain raise the gate and break the shield

are we idle fuckers?

are they tyrants?

if they carry on we are carrion

are we idle?