Songtext von Universal Slave Driver

Maggot-ridden throne of entropy surmounted with grim,imperious distain by one who gazes inscruitably over a charnel-house creation Pulling your strings like some spastic puppet the ever-changing circumstanses of your life Bear your cross with chagrim ground into the dust with the others A cosmos reigned by a demiurge sworn only to its own glorification a universal slave driver a whip-hand raised in triumph Trapped within a prison reality crushed beneath life...