Suicide Silence

Moving Forward, Moving Faster
And every day it grows
Forcing these scavengers to
trail in its wake
Feeding upon the scraps
Of torn paper [2x]
And leftover change
Charging forward
We watch as it passes
Crushing everything in its path
Nothing can ever stop this campaign
Not when everything
in life revolves around this pain
The rich get richer,
the poor get poorer
This monster moves
With no end in sight
This is what we created
With no end in sight