Black box filled with names Yours is in there Try to say a prayer Don't hold your breath A tradition that's been followed No questions asked Population kept in check Secret to the world It won't matter if you're good When they're standing over you It won't matter what you say When the stones are in their hands Death will take you slowly The weight crushes your bones Murder in their eyes The last thing that you'll see Black box filled with names Of family and friends Destiny placed in the hands Of the common man Everyone will have their say It's a matter of time Who's going next It could be your ownTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
