Slavery of modern time
Is not a terrible crime
Cause money pays
For new gateways.
Integer people arise
And stand up like Price
How primitive
And destructive
A fortune through others
who cares and bothers.
Integer people arise
And stand up like Price
Using the misery
Making a mockery
About a valuable life
Men should strife.
Integer people arise
And stand up like Price
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