Hands That Cup the Blood of Innocence

Block off the road to salvation
A payment to be made in blood
Taking the rights of the infants
Set fast asleep whilst you scoff

With others lives do you gamble
Not with your own or your kind
Because the poor are a plenty
A rat plague in your fuckin mind

My life
My blood
Is not yours to take
My life
My kin
Is not for Sale

With others lives do you gamble
Your blood your sons may deny
When they find out your guilty
Of robbing innocents of life

My life
My blood
Is not yours to take
My life
My kin
Is not for Sale



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Writer(s): Inwhich Itburns
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