We are aloneAnd all is oneThe father daughter devil and sonThey deal in artThe art of the dealThey sing seig heils in aisles of high heelsBig cyber-weapon little traitor in chiefHe’s got a big black dog on a leashOne man’s grace is another manÂs bulletBullshit beams from the bully pulpitNo regret for the bounty theyÂve takenThe pigs must feed on their rasher of baconBig cyber-weapon little traitor in chiefHe’s got a big black dog on a leashIÂll be right here when I disappear