Ghostchant - Shards


“This world is fucking dead” 
It’s what the CEO said 
Looking down from glass towers 
To streets covered with 
Rivers painted blood red 
Where we may roam to take back what’s ours 

Pricetags, labels 
Purchase, consume 
Like ropes tying our hands 
Pricetags, labels 
Purchase, consume 
Like guns held to our heads 

The glass throne can no longer carry 
The weight of mankind’s greed 
The shards will tear us into pieces 
And we’ll all be left there to bleed 

Pricetags, labels 
Purchase, consume 
Like ropes tying our hands 
Pricetags, labels 
Purchase, consume 
Like guns held to our heads 

“This world is fucking dead” 
It’s what the CFO said 
Looking at the glass towers 
Collapsed on our heads 
Like a collective grave 
Where our hopes and ambitions devour 

The glass throne can no longer carry 
The weight of mankind’s greed 
The shards will tear us into pieces 
And we’ll all be left there to bleed

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