Capitalist Songtext
von The Voids

Outsourced future, highly exponential
Thoughts of humanity again, who knows?
If we′re gonna hold on, we've got to make our
Masks fit the deadly custom molds
We′re not solid, all that I know
Is that I'm gonna fall back from a fall

Blood on workers
Oil on machinery
Life accomplished
Money in your pocket
Compensating genocide
Represent the fucking flag


World war taking, wars are created
Assassinate, it's the end of the day
The life in front of you, it′s no joke
Even the ones that get no ghost
Standards high, at times they′re fucked
Times are fucked, you numb your voice

Blood on workers
Oil on machinery
Life accomplished
Master played
Compensating genocide
Represent the fucking flag

Some are killing, getting gathered
Part of the process, you can't stop it
Working hours are such a breeze
Work life, life is such a maze
Standards are the real craze
Standards are the real craze


Blood on workers
Oil on machinery
Stack of people
Factories are a maze
Gold is such a genocide
Represent the fucking flag