Progeny of Leeches Lyrics

Sheer delusion of the masses.

Thinly veiled deception

Never ending reign of torment

We must reclaim what is
Ours before they try to
Take away our sanity

They make a problem just so they can sell the solution
We are an excess culture wasting away
I’d like to think that we will make it out alive
The truth is we have no purpose

And all this time I’ve been abused
By a corporate system

My body quivers and I’m sweating when it’s cold
I’m having trouble breathing
And when I sleep, I see visions of the dead
I feel the greed in me seething

You think that you can take what’s mine?

I’d like to see you fucking try

You think that you can take what’s mine?
You’ll have to pry it from my cold, dead, hands
With all the strength I have inside,
I will never submit