The Altar/Mary Silverstein

[Part I: The Altar]

[Intro: Shane Told]
I'm feeling ready

[Verse 1: Shane Told]
Born into a cage that leads
Directly to the slaughter
Ritual sacrifice at the altar of
The altar of the fucking dollar
The machine needs blood
The show must go on
Can't have the upper class
If there's no one underneath them
Sawing through the top rungs before selling you
A chance to climb the corporate ladder

[Verse 2: Shane Told]
At the base of the ivory tower
The bodies pile up
Lured you with a future but it won't exist
Shame you for a failure that thеy won't admit
Somebody has to die as a warning to the rеst
Shut up and get in line, take what you can get

[Verse 3: Paul Marc Rousseau]
Oh lord
I wish that I could quit
But the idol in the middle
Tends to rule with a fist
I'm not blind
But my hands are tied
I'll tint my lenses rose
I'm handing people hope
They'd rather make ends meet
Than meet their maker with a rope, right?
I'm not Satan, just a friend
So I might pay my penance
When I get my dividend