Failed State

They're taking away your freedom
They'll take away your life

They plant a seed of greed that flourishes to hate
We eat the filth they feed us and put seconds on the plate
The children pumped with poison, and the elders left to rot
United we stand, or have you forgot?

Bodies on the streets
(Blood on their hands)
No food to eat
(Blood on their hands)
Stains on the sheets
(Blood on their hands)
No room for peace when there's blood on their hands
No room for peace when there's blood on their hands
Blood on their hands

Like a mischief of rats
You scavenge for scraps and
Leave nothing but crumbs to show
(But crumbs to show)

Bodies on the streets (Blood on their hands)
No food to eat (Blood on their hands)
Stains on the sheets (Blood on their hands)
No room for peace when there's blood on their hands

Bodies on the streets
(Blood on their hands)
No food to eat
(Blood on their hands)
Stains on the sheets
(Blood on their hands)
No room for peace when there's blood on their hands

Blood on their hands

Engulfing the poor
You cry out for war
Leaving children six feet below

Destruction is imminent
What's done is done
And now you're living it

Destruction is imminent
What's done is done
And now you're living it

Blood on my hands?



Credits
Writer(s): Daniel Pill, Dawn Of Ascension
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