Orgías Bacanales

Bacchanal orgies, while the people are screwed over
I can't deny, I can't believe, I just want to understand
The irony with which they present their damn management
The injustice with which they dominate
The geno-s.i.d.a. is their pattern
If it doesn't happen to you, how easy it is
To laugh at it, to serve the power
Office proletarians supporting the evasive delirium
Fine clothes puppets, lackeys of a thieving Turk
If it doesn't happen to you, how easy it is
To laugh at it, to serve the power, to serve
They weave the threads of fraud, advocate corruption
They fatten themselves on vanities, plot depression
Surrounded by sycophants that abound on screens
Regulating controls through a monitor
Preaching their vile greed, hiding their dark intention
Youth raking, pilgrims of involution
If it doesn't happen to you, how easy it is
To laugh at it, to serve the power, to serve