Drudge

from by Kept Out

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Blue collar slavery, we call modernity
The cry of the weak, “but we all have to eat”
Like parting a boiling sea just to find sanctuary
Iron shackles of conformity cast at my feet
Unwillingly willing to bend and to break,
modern life is getting harder to stomach and take
Mindless drones serving faceless queens
They chomp at the bit until it bleeds
The drudges and drones that call this world home,
Nnothing but cattle to feed the rich on their thrones
I won’t be a part, another wraith in the crowd
cast aside, kept the fuck out

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from EP 2015, released June 15, 2015

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