| Towards the end of the feast the devil decided
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| He was so inspired, he couldn’t be bothered with giving no prizes
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| In fact he said he would just retire
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| Cos he could see that what was required
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| To keep our children living in fire
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| Could be supplied by these thieves and these liars
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| Who had respectable titles
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| So he pronounced that he would bounce
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| Go back to hell as his house
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| Co-sign his work to these thieves like it was just an ounce
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| We know not what what was said
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| But still live with the effects
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| Of what was agreed by the greed
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| That night on the Banquet of thieves
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| The gist is this: The devil bestowed
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| All of the powers for ruling the globe
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| Only to those who would sell their soul
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| And take the devilish oath
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| I solemnly swear to steal and kill
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| Not because i’m hungry for meals
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| But because my hundreds and millions
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| I wanna see turned into billions
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| I solemnly swear to make a place
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| Where women and children are raped every day
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| Where some eat ourselves to death
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| And others can’t get a crumb on the plate
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| I solemnly swear to turn the globe
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| Into a living hell for most
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| And drug with death, anything left
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| That grows or has a pulse
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| The monarchs and dictators, religious leaders and the bankers
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| Had one more course before they could complete the Banquet
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| Screaming and panting, baby children were brought on plates
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| The end of their tantrums came
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| When they were stabbed in the heart with a stake
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| And chopped into pieces, served raw with the blood still warm
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| All the thieves gobbled down the children without a second thought
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| The devil explained; |
| if ever they got to a place where they suffered pain
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| Or the slightest of shame, for killing a child
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| They should leave the game
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| Cos the noblest aim is to turn a child’s flesh to flames
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| For the hollow concept called profit so known as personal gain
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| The devil explained, there is a god, death is his name
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| So treat this life as if it was nothing more than a monopoly game
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| So get to work
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| There’s people to starve and people to slaughter
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| And also to torture, any rebellious son or daughter
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| If ever you fail, or find yourself getting to frail
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| An angry devil will be forced to return from the comfort of hell
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| (rand of applause)
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| All the thieves got up from their seats kand gave the devil applause
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| Bayby’s blood dripping from their jaws, totally reddend the floor
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| With that the devil vanished
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| And left the thieves in the palace
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| The banker was the first to speak on how they could meet the challenge
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| Look my fellow thieves
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| As long as we unite on the scheme
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| We’ll be living with dreams
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| There’s never been a team this mean
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| Yes Spiritual death
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| Is what I provide at the devils request
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| Monarchs can make laws and the courts
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| That would serve and protect
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| Our interests and nothing else
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| Commoners can fuck themselves
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| Cos we all see, democracy will just fuck up our wealth
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| That’s where I can add some value
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| To this gathering of men
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| I can kill in broad daylight
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| I don’t have to pretend
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| I can do the things that all you rich developed countries can’t be seen to do
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| in public
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| But we all know you love it
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| Yes!
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| And we can pretend we’re enemies, still at war with each other
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| Though we couldn’t be further from the truth we are practically lovers
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| You’re quite right mr Banker deception must be used
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| We’ll hire prostitutes to spread our views
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| And call it news
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| Another set of prostitutes that call themselves artists
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| To say what we tell them to
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| Spineless Bastards
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| Religious leader
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| Thou art a wonderful thief
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| The last thing that we do need before our schemes complete
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| Is a set of puppet politicians
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| That talk a lot
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| That the people think hold the power but they’re really our dogs
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| Yes yes yes, yes oh fucking yes!
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| Let us drink to murder and theft
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| Until there’s nothing left
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| The thieves took a toast of warm blood
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| And nearly drowned in laughter
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| The Bankers passed out a charter
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| That they had carefully drafted
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| For the international organisation
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| Of theft and murder
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| If we could sign this in blood
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| It would be totally perfect!
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| That’s what they did
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| They took the child’s bleeding finger
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| To sign a commitment
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| To keep the human spirit a prisoner
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| That’s how it’s been since then
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| A cannibalistic system
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| Run by themes dressed in death
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| Blessed with the devils wisdom |