A King's Worthy Mustache - The Highest Tree Lyrics

Selfproclaimed elite
Bloodbound to their ties
Falsehood in the tattle
Slaughtered like a cattle
Promises turn to dust
Emotions start to rust
Welcome to this place
Where justice is earsed

Fear is the great inhibitor
Deceit is their tool of trade
Blinded by delusion
So stop at nothing

Everyone just follows
and nobody starts change
We all just look away
Now bury all your trust
Just like you
Buriedall your dreams

We all sit around and time is passing by
The hand that feeds makes us bleed
Lets hang our masters from the highest tree
and force em to choke on suit and phone
I wont be your slave
I wont be your servant (2x)

Meet reality
Eternal suffering and world keeps turning