Текст песни The Plague

Monday, and here I am seeing this crap Story about pests? About plague? Fucking Plague? The society claims the sleeping plague Looking for ways to extinguish Taking their arguments upon the nation The divine power of sarcasm Called poor by sober Called rich by fools Walking on the wooden palace Shining by sweat of society Lost brothers Lost beautiful and foolish workers I see on my eyes the plague Devastating everything with his tail Seen only by those who do not know Lost brothers Lost beautiful and foolish workers I see on my eyes the plague Seen only by those who do not know