Testo Slave Labour

My chains are paper thin and they're welded with ink Sealed inside a legal trap, so tight blood don't leak A contract with a devil for a life of disdain See me in the limelight, an indentured slave I blame myself God, help me pour this gas on me I need to drown in flames to be free Help me pour this gas on me Choke another product for the mass to consume The flocks of mindless sheep that have been coporately groomed Ignorance through apathy, like drones in the hive A slave on the prayer wheel in conformed disguise I blame myself God, help me pour this gas on me I need to drown in flames to be free Help me pour this gas on me I sold my soul, I sold my soul... God, help me pour this gas on me I need to drown in flames to be free Help me pour this gas on me