Branded slaves, living in skyscrapers and mansions

Sacrificing today for the plan of pensions

Sun sets on nations with ever rising tensions

Spiritual crisis that nobody mentions

Folks severely addicted to be entertained

Through unholy lifestyles that cannot be sustained

Triggering diseases that cannot be explained

And deceptive dreams that can never be attained

We don’t eat to revive but we eat for pleasure

We don’t pair for love but to release some pressure

We don’t sleep to boost but we boast without measure

We don’t praise The Lord but we cherish false treasure

We don’t obey unless the strong holder is armed

And we don’t shed tears unless one of us is harmed

We don’t make sense since our senses are always charmed

Through stone cold hearts using the wrong fuel to get warmed

We love our neighbor only when he backs our side

We’re stuck in front of ego and above our pride

We ignore the past and let satan be a guide

Stuck in the loop of never being satisfied

Currency is hardly made but easily spent

With inflated taxes to the highest extent

Demoting the slave from a shoebox to a tent

Working overtime to barely make the month’s rent

Uncertain future for this poor generation

Lost in lust, unfit to find love satisfaction

Drooling with thoughts of instant gratification

With mixed martial barks as new communication

I observe silently as I walk to the caves

As the world gets submerged under the five great waves

Nations turned to the big dig for common mass graves

To burry the batches of modern branded slaves