Let's Clog Their Streets with Our Dead Songtext
von All Hallow's Evil

Thousands of bodies
Never on display
So cut the funds
Pull the plug
The problem goes away

The market will provide
Its hand will show the way
To the motherfucking yacht
You′re paying for today

The system isn't broken
It works as it was built
To chew you up
Spit you out
And monetize the guilt


They don′t need a weapon
To bring you to your knees
As long as someone makes a dollar
Every time you breathe

What's it cost to live?
And how much to die?
Another couple of years
At a fair market price
But when that balance crushes me
Throw my body in the street because

If I go quietly
I want the world to see
They put a price on my head
Let's clog their streets with our dead

When you make a choice
You have to see it through
So if you take my life
You get the body too

They put a price on your head
Let′s clog their streets with our dead