Today it seems the wines right
Pours from the wrist of a homeless man who is Christ like
This is divine light
Crucified in plain sight
On the cross of corporate Americas hind sight
And we might fight with suits and silk ties
And I might die but thats alright
As long as I get the last bite
Stop before the rope gets too tight
Watch for lead pipes
Walking through deep night
Cutting through the bull shit with a chainsaw
Youll see the wrath that Kane saw
Confused the brains raw
On all fours I craw I might fall
You might seem tall but I see all
And you dont know the strength of my will
I can make blood spill in this war field
I use to have skill now I just steal
I dont know whats real, hope kills
Move forward stop yield.