Текст песни Pentagram - Nothing Left

Well what the hell is wrong with you
We're all living in a zoo
The rich and the poor man
All part of life's trash can

Yes you know that someday
We're all gonna pay
For the wrongs that each man gave
To all mankind, yeah

The politician thinks he's fair
He sits and rots in easy chair
Decision making calms his mind
He'll blow us all up in time

And that time's getting closer each day
Soon they'll all sell their souls away
To the one downstairs they think protects them
After they die

Alright!

Well, we might as well give up today
Because there's nothing left for us anyway

Alright!