To the Bourgeoise
The ones in control
Headline: The outlaws crucified on stakes.
Let’s rally and sing out for the lost souls
Look into our eyes at your own peril
For the demons inside are on loose.
We are the woes in the eyes of a lost thrill
Thunderstorms with skins on the roll.
Headline: The rebels burned on stakes.
The worker hanged in Big’Corp secret cell
So, shut your mouth and hear the roar.
For now the monsters are out on patrol.
The red tears in the eyes of an ancient lore
For slave nations with top 1% in control.
Headline: The outbreaks of insurgence on streets
The slaves unbound march everywhere!
-Mason Carter