An old design aimed to sort the immune from those Born into ivory and gold mined by the rest An iron war, diamond campaign The lungs of men in their dying machine
Ghosts Empty the reserves And premeditate Ground these bones into dust
Slowly morphing, I distort In higher suffering, we are born Wraiths of land and beasts of sea Tower over their adversaries
The rest is easy, cut the cord God abandons and so will your elders I can't shut my eyes, I can't ask them why Or put a bullet in between their eyes
Ground these bones into dust
An eyeless dog in the desert we roam I, of infidel, pray when I'm told We're serving those whose mouth never foams We'll die for nothing, drilling for fool's gold
Ghosts Empty the reserves And premeditate Ground these bones into dust
Slowly morphing, I distort In higher suffering, we are born Wraiths of land and beasts of sea Tower over their adversaries
The rest is easy, cut the cord God abandons and so will your elders I can't shut my eyes, I can't ask them why Or put a bullet in between my eyes
I put a bullet in between their eyes I put a bullet in between my eyes
Slowly morphing, I distort
So put a bullet in between my eyesTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
