No one is ever too big to be told,
Never could they, pay enough gold
In defiance against them I will stand bold
And condemn their actions as callous and cold

The stature of your status has your head up your own ****
Violated vision through an oil stained glass
Masses sit and learn how to spread the disease in an overcrowded class
The perpetuation of a modern day farce

Life ******* leech
On your pedestal you preach
Into the distance your sermon does reach
Let the contamination wash up
On your private beach

An uprising
Would not be surprising
As there is no disguising
Our rights to peace and freedom
They are compromising