Profit, the speech of today Is this a point of no return? Money, we're rippin' the prey The green that we won't burn No one is speaking the truth Opinion's not all that we lose Cattle on the way to the scaffold No it's time to remold The fortune turns, the planet burns Silence will fall, a war to end us Our mothers gone, damnation's done The end to call, in slavery we end all Laughter, humor's decay No one ever voices concern Moral, was lost on the way When will integrity return Bored by the silence of truce Prepare for the final abuse Cattle on the way to the scaffold No it's time to remold Turn off your TV, and get up from your knees Start to think on your own No good god between us, nobody will lead us no more!