Like a Train

Blood in the gears of the corporate machine, They sterilize truth, keep the masses clean.

Leeches in suits, writin' laws for the few, While the poor eat crumbs and call it food.

Prisons packed for the profit gain, Kids in cages — do you feel no shame?

They poisoned the water...

Then sold you the cure.

They lit the fire...

Then locked the door.

Full throttle, no brakes, through the pain.

Every voice, every scar, every name — We rise, we fight, we fan the flame.

And it's coming like a train!