We’ve updated our Terms of Use to reflect our new entity name and address. You can review the changes here.
We’ve updated our Terms of Use. You can review the changes here.

Rich Slaves

from Graves by Corpses

/

lyrics

Mammals restrained in tight suits
Gathered around their messy desks
The fastest one will win the crown
Will be the one to serve

Depraved flash in the eye
How would you ever know?
Animalistic and filthy ways

And the time just passes by really fast
Crossing the path of vanity
Backstabbing fuckers climbing high
So they can voluntarily fall

Collect the remains
Gotta move fast
Pretend they never hit the floor

The sun goes up
The sun goes down
Be always sure to lock these doors

Recipe for agony
Outstanding prize
A motivation for working hard

These golden boys are raised to rule
Crossing the path of wasted lives
It won't be mentioned what they achieved
It want be engraved on their tomb

Work hard
Work fast
You found your purpose in this life
Be the hostage you deserve

And wear these chains
Wear them with pride
Always to uncover, the greedy bastard that you are

credits

from Graves, released October 13, 2020

license

all rights reserved

tags

about

Corpses image

Corpses Greece

High Voltage Massacre "N" Roll from the streets of Piraeus
since July 2012!!!

contact / help

Contact Corpses

Streaming and
Download help

Report this track or account

If you like Corpses, you may also like:

Bandcamp Daily  your guide to the world of Bandcamp

On Bandcamp Radio

Featuring Riley Pinkerton (aka The Rat Queen) from the theatrical NYC rockers, Castle Rat.
listen now