Survival
Micro Economic warfare across the nation
Fought by rational actors with no explanation
Of how it might make a difference
Upon unceasing decomposition
Building pyramids rather than education
And martial tide to replace employment
Skies are burning wine-dark red
Patronized for needing bread
No hope for a better life
No chance of a reprise
No hope for a better life
All we ask for is survival
When living in the land of plenty
And green and pleasant country
Where economic victory
Is tied to your moral legitimacy
And in the name of mythical prosperity
You scapegoat your children in the hope
That it is the decadence that the system cannot cope
And not the future you all choke
No hope for a better life
No chance of a reprise
No hope for a better life
All we ask for is survival
You know I'm trying my best to be
A functioning member of society
And its falling apart around me
You know I'm trying my best to be
Just what you wanted from me
Yet I'm the only poison you can see
No hope for a better life
No chance of a reprise
No hope for a better life
All we ask for is survival
Writer/s: The Revenents
