From the moment we're thrown
into this life we can't choose.
The light is hidden from us.
We can feel that we're doomed.
But our instinct dictates that we
have to survive.
Only man has no chance against greed.
It rules our lives.

There's no trust and nothing left to believe.
No truth, we only fight for the green.
It's ours.
This fate we've made.
We're dust.

It's only the rich who get it over on you.
The poor fight the poor
and now you watch every move.
Caught in an existence that we
can't understand.
Forced to climb on the backs of our own,
take where we can.

There's no trust and nothing left to believe.
No truth, we only fight for the green.
It's ours.
This fate we've made.
We're dust.

We fight to the top, but our deeds
have followed us there.
We're not victims, we just don't care.
We chase money, but we run from our fate.
The Violator, the beast from our waste