Anne Clark - AbuseLyrics

We shall come With all our wealth And our vulgarity Into your land Carving deep wounds In our wake Planting the sharped-edged dreen seed Of money Deep into your hands And as you grasp Gasping You will thank us As it takes root Growing and entangling itself Around your simple naive lives It will placate you We shall come Hard and fast Into your under-developed Un-exploited little world Tearing away the soil Beneath your feet where you stand Scattering the broken gifts it offers up All around us Digging the foundations of our own image Into the raw core belly of the earth Send spiralling monuments To our glorious achievements Into the heavy leaden sky You will watch from the horizon Imprisoned by your own pleasures Bound by the material chains We will supply And when we have turned One side oft he world's face From the sun into the blackness The other will then burn Under the slap of our greed.