Commited to a life of slavery In the factories our own hands have built Where we must work twice the graft Before gaining the goods weve already slogged to create To consume all things material Stands above human compassion As we compete with our fellow man In the bid for a stronger position In our ruthless search for prosperity We become the tools of our own oppression Forming the backbone of a society That thrives on mass division From enslavement To obliteration.
slogged, commited, graft, backbone, compete