Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song The Thieves Banquet, Pt. 2 , by - Akala. Song from the album The Thieves Banquet, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 26.05.2013
Record label: Illa State
Song language: English
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song The Thieves Banquet, Pt. 2 , by - Akala. Song from the album The Thieves Banquet, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопThe Thieves Banquet, Pt. 2 |
| Towards the end of the feast the devil decided |
| He was so inspired, he couldn’t be bothered with giving no prizes |
| In fact he said he would just retire |
| Cos he could see that what was required |
| To keep our children living in fire |
| Could be supplied by these thieves and these liars |
| Who had respectable titles |
| So he pronounced that he would bounce |
| Go back to hell as his house |
| Co-sign his work to these thieves like it was just an ounce |
| We know not what what was said |
| But still live with the effects |
| Of what was agreed by the greed |
| That night on the Banquet of thieves |
| The gist is this: The devil bestowed |
| All of the powers for ruling the globe |
| Only to those who would sell their soul |
| And take the devilish oath |
| I solemnly swear to steal and kill |
| Not because i’m hungry for meals |
| But because my hundreds and millions |
| I wanna see turned into billions |
| I solemnly swear to make a place |
| Where women and children are raped every day |
| Where some eat ourselves to death |
| And others can’t get a crumb on the plate |
| I solemnly swear to turn the globe |
| Into a living hell for most |
| And drug with death, anything left |
| That grows or has a pulse |
| The monarchs and dictators, religious leaders and the bankers |
| Had one more course before they could complete the Banquet |
| Screaming and panting, baby children were brought on plates |
| The end of their tantrums came |
| When they were stabbed in the heart with a stake |
| And chopped into pieces, served raw with the blood still warm |
| All the thieves gobbled down the children without a second thought |
| The devil explained; |
| if ever they got to a place where they suffered pain |
| Or the slightest of shame, for killing a child |
| They should leave the game |
| Cos the noblest aim is to turn a child’s flesh to flames |
| For the hollow concept called profit so known as personal gain |
| The devil explained, there is a god, death is his name |
| So treat this life as if it was nothing more than a monopoly game |
| So get to work |
| There’s people to starve and people to slaughter |
| And also to torture, any rebellious son or daughter |
| If ever you fail, or find yourself getting to frail |
| An angry devil will be forced to return from the comfort of hell |
| (rand of applause) |
| All the thieves got up from their seats kand gave the devil applause |
| Bayby’s blood dripping from their jaws, totally reddend the floor |
| With that the devil vanished |
| And left the thieves in the palace |
| The banker was the first to speak on how they could meet the challenge |
| Look my fellow thieves |
| As long as we unite on the scheme |
| We’ll be living with dreams |
| There’s never been a team this mean |
| Yes Spiritual death |
| Is what I provide at the devils request |
| Monarchs can make laws and the courts |
| That would serve and protect |
| Our interests and nothing else |
| Commoners can fuck themselves |
| Cos we all see, democracy will just fuck up our wealth |
| That’s where I can add some value |
| To this gathering of men |
| I can kill in broad daylight |
| I don’t have to pretend |
| I can do the things that all you rich developed countries can’t be seen to do |
| in public |
| But we all know you love it |
| Yes! |
| And we can pretend we’re enemies, still at war with each other |
| Though we couldn’t be further from the truth we are practically lovers |
| You’re quite right mr Banker deception must be used |
| We’ll hire prostitutes to spread our views |
| And call it news |
| Another set of prostitutes that call themselves artists |
| To say what we tell them to |
| Spineless Bastards |
| Religious leader |
| Thou art a wonderful thief |
| The last thing that we do need before our schemes complete |
| Is a set of puppet politicians |
| That talk a lot |
| That the people think hold the power but they’re really our dogs |
| Yes yes yes, yes oh fucking yes! |
| Let us drink to murder and theft |
| Until there’s nothing left |
| The thieves took a toast of warm blood |
| And nearly drowned in laughter |
| The Bankers passed out a charter |
| That they had carefully drafted |
| For the international organisation |
| Of theft and murder |
| If we could sign this in blood |
| It would be totally perfect! |
| That’s what they did |
| They took the child’s bleeding finger |
| To sign a commitment |
| To keep the human spirit a prisoner |
| That’s how it’s been since then |
| A cannibalistic system |
| Run by themes dressed in death |
| Blessed with the devils wisdom |
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