Flesh Empire

[Lyrics: I. Campbell, D. Blow] People, equivalent to you and I Abducted from their homes, brought to foreign soil Poached and hunted like animals Sold to an industry of degradation Daughters fall victim to monarchs of torment Sons, powerless to addicts of perversion A sick and twisted stimulation of the senses Corruption, in all it's fleeting glory Protected by badges and stances of authority Lining their pockets from the sale of human beings Vending sex to rabid dogs in heat, acting out hideous fantasies It's a sick and twisted stimulation of the senses Money exchanged for appetite Ravenous and real, true to the public eye An empire veiled in the shadows Money exchanged for appetite Ravenous and real, true to the public eye An empire of indulgence