THE PROLETARIAT LYRICS

"Sins"

curse the cold of winter
despise the summer's heat
wallow in serene swallow your self esteem
mass slaughter while we dream
if we can't feel the pain,
if we can't see the suffering
then we turn, turn away
and we will not believe
mass slaughter while we dream
of our contentment but not the screams
turn, turn away
if it's not in our best interest
then we have no interest
mass slaughter while we dream
of our contentment but not the screams
turn, turn away

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