Cold and rapacious we rule it all The demon crushing your chest We watch your despair, your struggle of life We bet on whos coming best Increasing our fortune, choking your breath Living on our Cockaigne We steal from the poor to feed on the rich With caviar, diamonds, champagne We are sucking your life and your blood War, the bloody lucrative tool To work on your doubts and fear Gold, we sold our souls onto The greedy and cold profiteer Ruling the world with a stick and a carrot Slaverys our believe Juggle with intrigues, justice is blind Never giving reprieve Brothers in arms, your arm feels the needle The poison injecting the fear We render homage to the evil inside us The demon, the cold profiteer We take what we get to get what it takes To work on your doubts and fear Gimme the headline, Ill give you the war The greedy and cold profiteer
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