The Scourger Chapter Thirteen Lyrics

Faceless global leaders conspire
To make a high level breaking system
With the iron hand they rule
Sucking the puppets of the grind dry
Extortion and deceit for power
Blind illusions tied with false conclusions
Makes us rats in this machinery
On our way towards chapter thirteen
Without choices onward in the fight
Soldiers in the whirlwind of existence
Fighting against time and each other
Apathy keeps you enchained and alive
A moment in glory could be fatal
When giving up is not an option
And the weapons of revenge are sealed
We are writing chapter thirteen

Wheel of life, circle of death
It's dark days beneath the ivory tower
Razor sharp voices carrying up reality
For the victims of the survival game

Distress throughout these evil times
Burns marks upon the striving man
Scars of the mind unwilling to heal
Will this slavery ever end
How many mental breakdowns
And rapes of the soul can we take
Before the dawn of revolution
Time to close chapter thirteen