A slave to indulgence, a slave who obstains

A slave to your pleasure, a slave to your pain

A slave to a business, a mistress, a wife

Slave to the bottle the needle or knife



An accident of birth or a spin of the wheel

Select your next master and feel how it feels

On your knees

Into the night that you'll never remember

On your knees

Bow to the crowd of a thousand oppressors



Ensalved by the dealers or the jun kies themselves

Ensnared by self pity or the sweet lie of wealth

Afraid to stop running or frozen in place

Afraid to begin or finish the race

Awake from the drugs or asleep from the wine

The doors are all open, they close from behind



On your knees

Into the night that you'll never remember

On your knees

Bow to the crowd of a trhousand oppressors

On your knees

Into the night that you'll never remember

On your knees

Bow to the crowd of a thousaand oppressors



Oh, awake from the drugs or asleep from the wine

The doors are all open, they close from behind

Whatever you choose there's a suicide clause

You die of neglect or you die to applause



On your knees

Into the night that you'll never remember

On your knees

Bow to the crowd of a trhousand oppressors

On your knees

Into the night that you'll never remember

On your knees

Bow to the crowd of a thousaand oppressors



Slave to your lovers and slave to your lessers