The poison is poured, the bridges are burnedThe sham tribunal’s been adjournedNo progress made. No lesson learnedin this moment of monsters

Camels can’t pass through needles’ eyes If their lips are moving lies are being told. They polarise in this moment of monsters

The rich do what amuses them The poor do what they mustThe rich feast on rare creatures’ fleshThe poor fight for a crustAnd horde whatever coins they find in the toxic dust

The jury’s out, the fix in sinYour jaw will drop. Your head will spinPlay by the rules? You’ll never win!in this moment of monsters

The chips are down, their motives clearThe cost of justice is so dearThe jury will contain no peerin this moment of monsters