modern day slaves
bottom of the totem pole
pyramids with glass walls
men with crowns made with bows
hailing to the brave souls
that walk the streets peddling dreams
like old scrolls written by trolls
trolls that do what they are told
mindless mimes with no voice
made a choice
to stay cold
heartless brains controlling your thoughts until you're old
you can cross a bridge today for free
tomorrow you pay your toll
look up when you pass by
you will see kings waving up at the sky
waiting for the change of money made...