Living Hell - Bitter End

Is this life or is this death?

Well, just what makes you think it’s all for the best?

Do you care, can you feel the pain?

Two billion people being starved for your gain

It seems that growth never keeps us with need

Too many mothers got too many mouths to feed

Damned if we do, we’ll be damned if we don’t

Things have to change and we all know that they won’t

Will things get better?

Well, who can tell?

But if this is Heaven

Then show me Hell!

Build swords from plowshares, squeeze blood from a stone

And when they’ve used you, you’ll be left on your own!

There seems no hope as we race towards the fall

The war machine will consume us all

Violence and bloodshed, the folly of man

They call it progress, I call it a scam

Push blindly forward without asking why

The rich gets richer, the poor can all die!

Will things get better?

Well, who can tell?

But if this is Heaven

Then show me Hell!

Show me Hell!

Show me Hell!

Is this life or is this death?

Well, just what makes you think it’s all for the best?

Do you care, can you feel the pain?

Two billion people being starved for your gain

It seems that growth never keeps us with need

Too many mothers got too many mouths to feed

Damned if we do, we’re gonna be fucked if we don’t

Things have to change and we all know that they won’t

Know they won’t, they won’t, they won’t, they won’t