Text Message to the So-Called Emperor Lyrics
For too long cast aside, stripped of dignity, oppertunity
Countless sleepless days in underestimation
But under these anxious darkening heavens
No word goes unheard
And no deed is without compensation
Hen workers come to collect their wages
Now the straw men are swaying in the distance
The have-nots calling in the listless wind
Whispering for retribution
Waiting for some voice to call them
From the bottom where you left them
So onward friends from our battered homes
Forward to the onrush of cast stones, crushed bones
And the gallows
A Team Black Recording. ©2004. Songs To Burn Your Bridges By. Project 86. Jimnamthumb Publishing (SESAC)
