Motionless In White, Bryan Garris - Slaughterhouse

Break down the wall again
You made a deal with the devil in a bloodbath
Now there's a price on your head, seal the contract
Automatic, systematic
We want our pound of flesh and we slice thick
Kill 'em all, kill 'em all, no successors
Flip the script and oppress the oppressors
Finding strength as we sift through the carnage
We want our pound of flesh and we'll take it
You fucking fascist
You fucking pig
You sit back as we collapse, packaged up and sold for scraps
Evade the butcher's tax, then write us off
And it's hard to stop the bleeding, hung from hooks and barely breathing
But we'll break, break, break down the wall again
You tell your stories of the things that you've been through
But they're as false as the teeth that you lie through
Nobody's buying, but you sell, sell, sell
In the land of the free, you're a slave to your wealth, oh