Invisible War - Wolf Down

ghosts of progress

dressed in slow death

are running rampant

in search of endless profit

draw the frontline

bust the cage from the inside

draw the frontline

where will you stand when the worlds collide

trapped in this vortex

of profit over human lives

stronghold on the backs of those scraping by

no peace of mind

in this invisible war distressing mankind

subversive thought swallowed by mass apathy

the working class forced to a life in misery

bloodless — bowing down to those above

lifeless — revolting voices choked off

draw the frontline

bust the cage from the inside

draw the frontline

where will you stand when the worlds colide

people living in the streets

while countless buildings stay vacant

so many struggle to make ends meet

while others choke on too fucking much

alienation — displacement — social decline

when the fuck will you realize that the crisis is capitalism itself

stop the machine dead in its tracks

can’t you see that this system breeds war?