Come with me now, I invite you to see
the rich gathered around the table in their luxuries
stuffing themselves rancorously,
their eyes glazed in the trance-like state of the feast.
They scramble like vermin over the main course of the meal, a roasted dark-skinned body stamped with a corporate seal.
Straight from the womb to the conveyor belt,
a uniform glaze makes us suppress ourselves.
Baked to a state of lethargy, unable to rise, unable to flee.
Labor consumes the not-so-privileged man,
he sizzles in the industrial frying-pan.
His joys are strained, the desolation rises,
he's fed upon by the wealthy and their enterprises.
Take the industrial hearse to the inner-city,
see the gobbled remains of lives that used to be.
Sprinkling the gutter like banana peels,
the walking devoured wander like ghosts of past meals.
Where big chief sends the lessers to fight his war,
To climb the pyramid means stepping on those below.
Where dancing around the fire means throwing others in,
there lies the society I live in.
credits
from Kylee Memorial Demo,
released September 13, 2019
Sound clip in beginning from the movie Troll II, with Luc burping
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