The painful truth that serves you well
all the rules that breaks your will
and make you the servant
of long dead men

Someone smiles and wished you well
but in the end they all pretend
compassion is inhumane crime
Masters tell what's worth your time

They sent letters green and white
the more you have the more they got
the less you have the lesser man
these worthless creatures they can't stand

Worship your masters and things they gave
pursuit those letters night and day
they are the things that make life fair
they are the things that make you man