The Eye

You feed us till we're bursting
 Exploding stomach sacks
 In sick and blood we're thirsting
 Blinded eyes and broken backs
 So in this pool of high crippled we lie
 But can't avert the eye
 Revolted by your pleasure
 A world of gagging throats
 You show death like the weather
 And we're dancing to your notes
 Are you sick?
 What? Not yet?
 Then let them
 Let them help
 Why are you stacking burdens
 On shoulders frail and small?
 When will you lift the curtains?
 Or will you kill us all?
 So in this pool of high crippled we lie
 But can't avert the eye
 Forgetting those around us
 We lose our heads in rage
 Then give up every hope and walk right into your cage
 Are you sick?
 What? Not yet?
 Then let them
 Let them help