Luyện nghe bài hát Servants of Progress

for the wheel...
Running like a dog far too
Waiting for a chance to
Learning your with pride then fall into line

Your class inclination is to

And
You bury your where you eat

But forget this world is infinite
Work day
Punch clock
Watching life pass by

Sucking all flesh from the
fruit all but rotten
A comes haunting again as Babylon sleeps
enemies once were your friends

Your
Your life... all
You are own destroyer...
Hang the masters from the tree and let their dead eyes stare back at

children
... is how we want to live...?