Let the monarchs fall and feel whats been tearing us apart
Far from the greed, Far from the wealth
In a city where we're drowning in our own filth
Imperialistic walls of statuesque like infamy
Are just illusions that you hide behind
And rely on oh so desperately to breathe
Bow down to no ones feet
We're all equally diseased
From the kings in the hills to the beggars in swill
We're drowning
From this currency creating ranks
To the poor in the drunken tanks
From the grave to the gutter
We're no better than each other
We're drowning collectively
I can't bear the sight of this city anymore
The kings in their thrones, collecting their bones
Famine and greed all wash ashore
Sweeping the land, taking lives by storm
Who will be there to hold up your head
When the sickness spreads leaving everyone dead
I can see what future holds
This is the end
