Fates Lyrics

He has religion with no compassion To make decisions a very passion He's got his yacht, he's got his mansions He's got his servants, he's got expansion
They keep on talking, they're all so proud They keep us walking, they scream so loud They only value their only crown Hey yeah, slavery
He's got his factories, he's got his slaves He's got his prophets, he owns our cave He has his prisons, he has his cage He's has his judges, they have our fate
They divide nations, they preach the heart Self manipulation right from the start They give permission, others do their part Oh hey, slavery
He's got his cars, he's got his books He knows it's urgent, the poor are hook He's got his weakness, we got his number And we will be there next time he plunders
I'm gonna tell you one by one Everybody here is on the run I'm gonna tell you, you got to know No, hey yeah, it's all slavery, slavery It's all slavery
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