Hell on earth, what have we become, from the stones and rocks of the past Take a look, a few years ahead, we can see the wilderness die
Make them march, straight into death Grind the last remains of flesh, tear it to bones, and watch the dollars arise
Bloody gold, countless lives will be sacrificed for a dime Bloody gold, unreal visions of slaughter haunting my mind
Numbers run, your business will bloom, get a crazy rush of your life Bills arrive in a future of dark, and the cost is all of the world
Make them march, straight into death Grind the last remains of flesh, tear it to bones, and watch the dollars arise
Bloody gold, countless lives will be sacrificed for a dime Bloody gold, unreal visions of slaughter haunting my mind
Now the vaults, are stacked up with gold, and the madness reaches its top Once the last of cattle have died, you will realize you can't eat your cash
Make them march, straight into death Grind the last remains of flesh, tear it to bones, and watch the dollars arise
Bloody gold, countless lives will be sacrificed for a dime Bloody gold, unreal visions of slaughter haunting my mind Bloody gold, values left in darkness soon to be gone Bloody gold, watch our planet become the nightmare you said will never happen for realTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
