Apathy as Arsenic Lethargy as Lead

Are you all in?
 All in closes copulating
 All threaded screws
 To get you repopulating
 A choked engine of stupor and static
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 These days
 May these days as millstone collars
 Fail to drag us further down
 While lashed
 Here while lashed to arsenic eating
 Sinking fast with leaden bones
 All hosts
 Owning isn't earning
 It's a wound open to sate the leech
 O, lust
 To gorge on endless blood
 Two thousand parasitic billionaire men
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 With the workers bleeding, the horse is beaten
 God forbid that you should ever want a home
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 You'll shine like a diamond when you're down in the mine
 And if there's any whose eagerness
 To trample beleaguered and
 Deteriorated outpaces their empathy
 You'll find a place in the ever-increasing
 The holds over hollow-eyed hands
 The flesh tearing flesh from the famished and failing
 The Ouroboros, the unquenchable thirst
 Crushing the heads of the last to be first
 Gallows humour on the all-scaffold
 All the world's a stage on which the working class is hanged
 They say men are hanged while meat is hung
 But it's apparent how the ones a-struggling, strung
 Are seen, so much brawn swinging
 From capital's very beams
 We are the cult of work
 We are the cult of labour sold
 We are the cult of work
 We are the cult of siphoned gold