Cannibals and gluttons

They sharpen forks on Wall Street floors
They eat the poor and ask for more
A nation's bones, a children's cry
They lick the plate and call it "supply"
Blood in the ledger, teeth in the gold
They sell your soul before it's sold
Flags on the table, knives in the bread
They eat the living, then they eat the dead

So count your coins, count your sins
The feast is over — the hunt begins!

CANNIBALS AND GLUTTONS MARCH TO HELL!
They ate the world and bought the smell
CANNIBALS AND GLUTTONS MARCH TO HELL!
Their kingdom's built of bones and debt — and now they burn as well!

They chew on continents, spit out names
They trade in fire, they sell the flames
A hundred nations on one plate
They call it "growth," they call it "fate"
But every bite comes back to bite
The throat that swallows out of spite
No golden throne, no silver spoon
Just hungry ghosts inside a tomb

So count your coins, count your sins
The feast is over — the hunt begins!

CANNIBALS AND GLUTTONS MARCH TO HELL!
They ate the world and bought the smell
CANNIBALS AND GLUTTONS MARCH TO HELL!
Their kingdom's built of bones and debt — and now they burn as well!

EAT! — THE! — WORLD!
Now choke on it!
EAT! — THE! — WORLD!
Now choke on it!
CHOKE! CHOKE! CHOKE!

CANNIBALS AND GLUTTONS MARCH TO HELL!
They ate the world and bought the smell
CANNIBALS AND GLUTTONS MARCH TO HELL!
Their kingdom's built of bones and debt — AND NOW THEY BURN AS WELL!

...and the table turns...
...and the table turns...
MARCH TO HELL!