Lyrics

The city burns, and the rich man laughs
Opens the vault, There's money in the ashes
Buy it up cheap, penny on the pound
Build it up, sell it, then watch it burn down
The city burns and the rich man laughs

The well is dry, on the rich man's dime
Water pushing oil, doing double time
Pocket all the money, pass around the cost
Never clean it up and paradise is lost
The well is dry on the rich man's dime

This tyranny of evil men
Kill a thousand for a dollar they will never spend
The ghetto is their signature, famine is their sign
Slaves in prison orange serve their bottom line
This tyranny of evil men

Now evil men will hoard their gold, And swallow life and light
Like dragons in their lonely bunkers, Spreading dragon's blight
But in the desolation, when hope is almost gone
Always rise the heroes, Armored in the dawn

So tell me of the dragonslayers, whisper of the light
Have we risen, are we ready, for the coming fight
When Dragonsbane is come at last, and the dawn is shining bright
The tyranny of evil men will fall beneath our might!

...dragonslayer...