Three Empires Falling Down
Pulling everyone to the ground
France, and Britain, and USA II
Crashing empires already doomed
Who does profit, who does linger,
Can Gold disappear at the snap of a finger?
Open the windows, draw back the shades,
Let’s have a look, at who controls the age.
History’s accountants scribble in books,
They blot the page to hide the crooks.
When public's rage greet institutions,
Increased deceptions are bank solutions.
Lunatics emerge, they send in their best,
Professional hitmen to crush the rest.
Corporate bombs, bullets and tanks,
My how profits do soar in the banks…