The Universal Chain
Pixel slaves that die behind a smile
Rome's galley oars, they cut the salted foam
Now you clock in, swipe your card, crawl home
Spartacus had a sword, you've got a mouse
But the walls are just as tight inside this house
Pharaoh's tomb or the factory floor
You're still knocking at the same locked door
They change the language, keep the same command
"Obey" is written in the blood of every land!
RAISE THE HAMMER! STRIKE THE GROUND!
One billion slaves, one single sound!
From the pyramid to the neon grave,
No master’s brand can make us brave!
RAISE THE HAMMER! BREAK THE CLOCK!
The chain is rusted, but the lock...
It fits the whole world, every race,
We are the slaves of time and space!
Silk road merchants traded flesh for gold
Now the data mines your soul, so young and cold
Aztec temples stained with hearts that beat
Now you kneel to worship stock and beat the street
Iron collars turned to golden handcuffs tight
Same old hunger, just a different appetite
From the gulag snow to the prison drone
You are never, ever, on your own
They paint the whip with chrome and neon light
But the scars still show when you turn out the light!
RAISE THE HAMMER! STRIKE THE GROUND!
One billion slaves, one single sound!
From the pyramid to the neon grave,
No master’s brand can make us brave!
RAISE THE HAMMER! BREAK THE CLOCK!
The chain is rusted, but the lock...
It fits the whole world, every race,
We are the slaves of time and space!
Is freedom just a memory we sold?
A story that the victors used to tell?
We traded iron for the silent gold...
And built our very own, our private hell...
RAISE THE HAMMER! KILL THE PAST!
How long can this nightmare last?!
Your freedom is a lie they sell!
We're prisoners of a common shell!
RAISE THE HAMMER! WATCH IT FALL!
There is no master, no, not at all!
Just slaves who forgot they used to be men...
Now rise and break the chain again!
...again...
...again...
"Same whip... different century..."
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