Animal Farm (The Hope Conspiracy)

Dread the whore Dread the consequences The poor me's fall to their knees Beg to the king For our lives to be spared It's too late The animals Had their fate They're hungry for blood They're hungry for more We can't get away Can't get away No escape Forgotten wishes Forgotten protest Can't hear us From this mountaintop It's our flesh They'll keenly devour The willing pigs Bleed us dry I can't stand for it The streets reek of it Good men died for this There lies your beautiful whore Dead in the street No escape They're hungry for blood Hungry for blood The first to cry Is the first to die Keep your sweet mouth shut Bite your tongues Cause they fucking hear us They'll hunt you down Hungry for blood They'll cut you down They can't get enough.