Misery Index - The Eaters And The Eaten

Lyrics to The Eaters And The Eaten by Misery Index

Ancient ways ensnared in the monetary grip Sons and daughters slaved by the wage and the whip Our way of life crushed, as our lives drown in work Is this what we're to think that a human life is worth? Burned out fields and broken, black factories Echoing the names of the dead who came before me Who yearns to breathe this acrid, acid air? Who among us bleeds for a better life beyond despair? Eaters and eaten, deathwork, so nauseating Master and servant, deathwork immiserating The eaters and the eaten, eaten alive Hours spent in the shadow of the mill Days turn to weeks as our lifeblood spills Burned out fields and broken, black factories Echoing the names of the dead who came before me Eaters and eaten, deathwork, so nauseating Master and servant, deathwork immiserating From the rare earth mine, to the longshore line Survival is a burden, that we can not relent The eaters and the eaten, eaten alive Hours spent in the shadow of the mill Days turn to weeks as our lifeblood spills Falling through the cracks, we bring down the anvil of dissent From ash-caked eyes, thousand-mile stares Gaze upon a world where this system is extinct and nevermore