| The song 'Labor, The Enslaver' from the band "Shadow of the Colossus" off their same-titled debut album. I do not own any of the content. Support the band! www.myspace.com www.facebook.com Rate and drop a comment. Lyrics: When summing up the existence of all human kind, there's simply one word that comes to mind, Labor. The Enslaver. A tractor beem to the grave, and your all falling victim, living life as human slaves. You do what your told. Your worth is bought, your worth is sold. Growing colder, and getting older each day. You do what you can to follow the plan and deplete your lifespan. But when it all comes down to it It's all out of your hands. Curse these wretched ways! We're throwing our lives away, Its all a waste. Awoken from your slumber yet you still tred on. Though It's a new day, they'll find a new way to rely upon yourself. Your spawn. Your all just human pawns. Before you get the chance to think, you've lost And they've already won. You do what your told. Your worth is bought. Your worth is sold. Growing colder, and getting older each day. You do what you can to follow the plan and deplete your lifespan. But when it all comes down to it It's all out of your hands. Curse these wretched ways! We're throwing our lives away. It's all a waste. Curse this wretched place! We're throwing our lives away, it's all a waste. Curse this wretched place! There's never been a glimmer of hope for the human race. Now we've got all four limbs pinned against the wall but they ... |
