Serve as Slave Lyrics

The whorehouse called economy
To which you have sold your soul
No matter how high the losses are
You make sure the machine runs

Your material achievements
Show everyone who you are
But appearances are deceiving
You are a little slave at the core

The balance sheet will show
If the bill works out for you
You can spin it either way
You are a slave to money

Competition, merciless
Any means will do for you
Everything has its price
As it seems you have one too

You've fought the monsters for too long
Now you've become a monster too
And now you know when I tell you that
The abyss gazed straight into you - too