From the recording Le Bleu du Rouge Digital Album

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Lyrics

Specie protected by society,
In a system where convenience rules,
It draws a web meticulously,
And waits patiently for a fool
The Ego God commands,
At the center of the ring,
There’s no time to dedicate
To the Market of Nothing
It will show its goods nice counterfeits,
Pretty falsehoods to your feet,
And when you least expect it,
It’s all to throw away, all garbish
There’s no break, no time to rest,
No limit to overcome,
Your God Ego does the rest,
No matter who falls in the run
The Ego God commands,
At the center of the ring,
There’s no time to dedicate
To the Market of Nothing
Black job, no contract, agreement
Your word, a signature on the sand
Black job, no contract, agreement
Your word, a signature on the sand
Black job, no contract, agreement
Your word, a signature on the sand
The Ego God commands,
At the center of the ring,
There’s no time to dedicate
To the Market of Nothing