Traders and Thieves
Sun is rising
Above the ruins where no one dares to go
We live underground
The streets of red clay are now our home
Speakers screaming
Time to put your wares on display
Trade is paramount
Fratricide can begin anew
Vendors cry their offers loud
Drink white wine and cough in black
Like tar and gravel rivers
Which brought us peace
Sold our emperor bigger guns
The fattest one rolls the dice
Looks around and slaps his whore
Sold our emperor bigger guns
The fattest one rolls the dice
Looks around and sees
Every word in metal, letters fall off the gates
Gold watch gritted by the impatient teeth
Greed carves up wars, blood begets blood
The old whip and coin
Sun is rising
Above the ruins where no one dares to go
We live underground
No more
She draws her knife
And rolls the dice
She draws her knife
And rolls the dice
Boxcars
Every word in metal, letters fall off the gates
Gold watch gritted by the impatient teeth
Greed carves up wars, blood begets blood
The old whip and coin
She breaks the glass dome
She's free to cut through tomorrow
Above the ruins where no one dares to go
We live underground
The streets of red clay are now our home
Speakers screaming
Time to put your wares on display
Trade is paramount
Fratricide can begin anew
Vendors cry their offers loud
Drink white wine and cough in black
Like tar and gravel rivers
Which brought us peace
Sold our emperor bigger guns
The fattest one rolls the dice
Looks around and slaps his whore
Sold our emperor bigger guns
The fattest one rolls the dice
Looks around and sees
Every word in metal, letters fall off the gates
Gold watch gritted by the impatient teeth
Greed carves up wars, blood begets blood
The old whip and coin
Sun is rising
Above the ruins where no one dares to go
We live underground
No more
She draws her knife
And rolls the dice
She draws her knife
And rolls the dice
Boxcars
Every word in metal, letters fall off the gates
Gold watch gritted by the impatient teeth
Greed carves up wars, blood begets blood
The old whip and coin
She breaks the glass dome
She's free to cut through tomorrow
Credits
Writer(s): Jiri Franc
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