We aren't innocent And we have no excuse That is our way The way that we choose The feeling of guilt is dripping in phlegm We're drowning in fear
With the will to hold on Don't look to the church You've got to be strong There's no way to peace 'cause peace is the way
Black gold is burning cold Servants swap blood for oil Their masters hide behind the smoke Funded by exhausted souls
Cold ashes in a pile The power fades away Black gold is burning hot In the devil's strongholdTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
