The Thieves Banquet, Part 2 Songtext
von Akala

Towards the end of the feast
The devil decided
He was so inspired
He couldnt be bothered
With giving no prizes
In fact he said
He would just retire
Cause he could see
That what was required
To keep our children living in fire
Could be supplied by these thieves and these liars
Who had respectable titles
And so he pronounced that he would bounce
Go back to hell as his house
Cosign his work to these thieves
Like it was just an ounce
We dont know what was said
But still live with the effects
Of what was agreed
By degree


That night at the banquet of thieves
The gist is this
The devil bestowed
All of the power for ruling the globe
Only to those who would sell their soul
And take the devilish oath:
"I solemnly swear to steal and kill
Not because I′m hungry for meals
But because my hundreds of millions
I want to see turn into billions
Solemnly swear to make a place
Where women and children are raped every day
Where some eat ourselves to death
And others cant get a crumb on a plate
Solemnly swear to turn this globe
Into a living hell for most
And drug with death
Anything left
That grows or has a pulse"
The monarchs and dictators
Religious leaders and the bankers
Had one more course before they could complete the banquet
Screaming and panting
Baby children were brought on plates
The end of the tantrums came
When they were stabbed through the heart with a stake
Chopped into peices
And served raw
With the blood still warm
The thieves gobbled down the children
Without a second thought
The devil explained
If ever they got to a place
Where they suffered pain
Or the slightest of shame
For killing a child
They should leave the game
Cause the noblest aim
Was to turn a childs flesh to flames
For a hollow concept
For a profit
So known as personal gain
The devil explained
There is a god
Death is his name
So treat the life as if it were nothing more than a monopoly game
So get to work
Theres people to starve
And people to slaughter
And new souls to torture
Any rebellious son or daughter
If ever you fail
Or find yourselves getting too frail
An angry devil will be forced to return from the comfort of hell
All of the thieves got up from their seats
And gave the devil applause
Babys blood dripping through thier jaws
Totally reddened the floor
With that the devil vanished
And left the thieves in his palace
The banker was the first to speak about
How they could meet the challenge
"Look my fellow theives
As long as we unite on a scheme
We'll be living the dream
Theres never been a team this mean"
"Yes spiritual death is what ill provide at the devils behest"
"Monarchs can make the laws and the courts
That will serve and protect
Our interests and nothing else
Commoners can fuck themself
Cause we all see
Democracy would just fuck up our wealth"
"Thats where I can add some value
To this???
I can kill in broad daylight
I dont have to pretend
I can do all the things that all you rich developed countries cant be seen to do in public
But we all know you love it"
"Yes and we can pretend were enemies
And make war on each other
Though it couldnt be further from the truth
We are practically lovers"
"You′re quite right mr. banker
Deception must be used
Ill hire prostitutes
To spread our views
And call it news
Another set of prostitutes to call themselves artists
To say what we tell them to
Spineless bastards"
"Religious leader, thou art a wonderful thief
The last thing that we do need before our schemes complete
Is a set of puppet of politicians
Who talk a lot
The people think hold the power
But they're really our dogs"
"Yes yes yes yes
Oh fucking yes
Let us drink to murder and theft
Until there's nothing left"
The thieves took a toast
Of warm blood
And nearly drowned in laughter
The bankers passed out a charter
That they had carefully drafted
For the international organization
Of theft and murder
"If we could sign this in blood
That would be totally perfect"
Thats what they did
They used a childs bleeding finger
To sign a commitment
To keep the human spirit a prisoner
Thats how its been since then
A cannibalistic system
Run by thieves dressed in death
Blessed be the devils wisdom