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As it is, it is righteous
As it is, it is just
The construction we put up
Truly bulwark we must
What is left is a daily working scheme
Dutiful, respectful to those mesmerizing people
Keeping wealth and luck,
Hoarding crank'ly all control
Victims of their own design
Odd and queer, delirious kingdoms
Built on the disposals of a few autocrats
Dancing in the shadows like
Demons worshiping delusions, eating ethics,
Withdrawin' every fright from sight,
Profiting behind one's back,
Setting fire to our trust,
But our eyes are open, we stand, we wait,
We see, we know, we're dignified.
Waiting for a sign, waiting for the sign,
started is the time-bomb.
As it is, it's righteous but not keen enough on me
As it is, it's dust to dust to tumble
As it was, the frantic bold construction you sold out
Finally will roughly crush
What I'm left's a scheme
For victims of their own design
Odd and queer, delirious dancers
Eating wealth and trust
But our eyes are open, we stand,
We wait, we see, we are dignified.
Waiting for a sign.
Waiting for the sign.
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Music: 4thInc.
Lyrics: Aurora Ferrer Sancho
As it is, it is just
The construction we put up
Truly bulwark we must
What is left is a daily working scheme
Dutiful, respectful to those mesmerizing people
Keeping wealth and luck,
Hoarding crank'ly all control
Victims of their own design
Odd and queer, delirious kingdoms
Built on the disposals of a few autocrats
Dancing in the shadows like
Demons worshiping delusions, eating ethics,
Withdrawin' every fright from sight,
Profiting behind one's back,
Setting fire to our trust,
But our eyes are open, we stand, we wait,
We see, we know, we're dignified.
Waiting for a sign, waiting for the sign,
started is the time-bomb.
As it is, it's righteous but not keen enough on me
As it is, it's dust to dust to tumble
As it was, the frantic bold construction you sold out
Finally will roughly crush
What I'm left's a scheme
For victims of their own design
Odd and queer, delirious dancers
Eating wealth and trust
But our eyes are open, we stand,
We wait, we see, we are dignified.
Waiting for a sign.
Waiting for the sign.
---
Music: 4thInc.
Lyrics: Aurora Ferrer Sancho