F.A.B - Morituri lyrics

I live alone and I give the orders Shaking the sabres, scaring the neighbours Deliver me from holy and evil If anyone can, I know that he will These are the end of the days, my friend They are the happiest I will spend A big fat nothing is what I'll get But I'll hang around 'cos I'm not dead yet We seem to stumble as if by order From one disaster right to another Famine and torture by manufacture Made so prophetic - well just forgеt it You run the numbers, you rig the jury So wе salute you, we Morituri