From: Shaders

[irons]

is there treasure in the heart
how can we tell when it's time to go
international transglobal corporate scintillation
can sail a ship along the ivory coast

enjoy your coca-cola in my spine
golden hordes will always roam
trillions of chinese communists have no aim
the moon is the only place they know

skilled craftsmen in your books
even christ was a carpenter they say
your filthy methods need scrubbers in their stacks
preserving cats in tar each day

ultimate lessons abound in man
love your brother love your enemy
don't love yourself because no one loves you
depths spawn hate for free