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You lay the world to waste

And you feel no blame

You treat us all like pawns

In your own chess game

You try to keep us in your debt of shame

And now you reap the profits of our pain

Livin' with the future blown away

Pushing us into our early grave

Each and every day with blood we pay

A certain kind of killer

And we know they won't be satisfied

No one ever questioned when they lie

All your corporation murder hides

A certain kind of killer

You deal in all the vice money can buy

But when you roll the dice someone must die

You think you got us fooled with your suit and tie

But now the time has come for you to fry