Who is in charge here, who makes the rules
Who is the slimeball, and who is the fool
Where is the chicken, where is the swine
Where are the sheep's clothes, and where is the wolf
Fire inside me, but I won't burn
Got something for you, a custom urn.
Spiced with ashes
Do not tell me, do not tell me what to do.
Why be an actor, why playing games
Why degrading factor, and why all the fame
Since when no honour, since when no right
Since when corporate power, and since when not a fight
Rise and whine
Face your Judgement Day
Call the priest
Now, it's time to pay.
Time to pay