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The Iron Demo

by World Controller

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1.
Over the land and sea She comes like a churning machine Cutting down all the trees Shitting out industry Burning Dying Churning Dividing Falling All that flies Stalling Mechanised Out of the ocean's mists Rises her metal fist Swinging down on your lives You're all gonna die Eating Crushing Bleating Hushing Oil Raining Spoiled Remaining Iron Thatcher Try and catch her Iron Lady Rising from the sea Iron Thatcher You cannot match her Iron demon The earth is screaming Just like an open grave She swallows the weak and brave Fingers rake through the fields This is all that's real Farming Endless miles Charming Iron smile Rolling Tank treads Tolling Bells for the dead Robot arms smash your homes Setting up militarised zones Her drones fly over head Victory gin replaces your bread Shattered Dimming day Battered Bleeding grey Smokestacks Belching Stark and black Quelching Iron Thatcher Try and catch her Iron Lady Rising from the sea Iron Thatcher You cannot match her Iron demon The earth is screaming And now she rules the land A giant in the realm of man Her kingdom is one of steel An iron heart that never feels Ruling Master Cooling Disaster Eyes burn Inferno strobes Warming The globe Graves line the motorways Endless night has culled the day Her reign will never cease Thatcher has been released From hell Like flame Devil In name Monster Thriving Thatcher Rising Iron Thatcher Try and catch her Iron Lady Rising from the sea Iron Thatcher You cannot match her Iron demon The earth is screaming Oh no God no Lord no No no no
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The proletariat Slaves of masters The proletariat Fucking bastards The proletariat Community of filth The proletariat Blood and tears spill The proletariat Society's losers The proletariat Junkies and boozers The proletariat They have no worth The proletariat Scum of the Earth Skeleton bodies clad in rags Idiot men and the grey of hags Children with no shoes on their feet Families dying with nothing to eat Drag the iron, pound the steel Brickwork fails and lead paint peels Soot and shit, smoke and grit Oiled engines and grimy wheels Rolling Weaklings These men Worthless Don't pretend The poor Downcast Misery For the proletariat Cretins Idiocy One and all Illiteracy Doomed folk Brown mass Open graves For the proletariat Clothed in black and brown Muddy just like their rotten town The working class under all A ceiling of black and shrieking walls Motors pounding, steam is scalding The beast is rising and she is calling Pistons shaking, machines all quaking And over the streets, shadows are falling Downwards Weaklings These men Worthless Don't pretend The poor Downcast Misery For the proletariat Cretins Idiocy One and all Illiteracy Doomed folk Brown mass Open graves For the proletariat Keep them drugged with booze and sex Too dumb to know what happens next They're just like mice in a maze Stoned and lost till the end of their days Alarms sound, death arrives A pale iron horse this way strides Bombs are dropping, never stopping On their lives, on their lives On all Weaklings These men Worthless Don't pretend The poor Downcast Misery For the proletariat Cretins Idiocy One and all Illiteracy Doomed folk Brown mass Open graves For the proletariat The Proletariat Scum
3.
Standing at the lift, eyes staring at the floor You know your only purpose is to open the door And your mind is just as open, even though you don't understand You will never grasp your place here, the lowest of common man That's because You're just an epsilon minus semi moron (Epsilon minus) You're just an epsilon minus semi moron Yeah Come on You're just an epsilon minus semi moron (Epsilon minus) You're just an epsilon minus semi moron Yeah Come on You see them coming your way and you raise your eyes A retard's smile on your face, only one thought in your mind You reach up and open the door and you let them pass Then they're gone and you are left there, no one even needs to ask That's because You're just an epsilon minus semi moron (Epsilon minus) You're just an epsilon minus semi moron Yeah Come on You're just an epsilon minus semi moron (Epsilon minus) You're just an epsilon minus semi moron Yeah Come on From the start till the end, the constant labour of a slave Bred to be a fucking idiot, too dumb to comprehend the grave Still you march down the road, the path that we have built A smile on your retarded face as you walk into a pit of shit That's because You're just an epsilon minus semi moron (Epsilon minus) You're just an epsilon minus semi moron Yeah Come on You're just an epsilon minus semi moron (Epsilon minus) You're just an epsilon minus semi moron Yeah Come on Epsilon minus... Epsilon minus...

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World Controller's first demo from when they were known as Iron Thatcher.

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released August 16, 2016

The World Controller - Vocals, guitars, bass, programming

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