Black Gold
A kingdom ruled by instability
Manufactured devastation
Monitor all their locations
Until they die
Hear no evil
See no evil
The ventriloquist will speak for them for the rest of their lives
Oh
There's just some blood on a spreadsheet
There's still work left to do
You let the paper choose
There's still work left to do
Forged in fire, watch it grow higher, hammer the iron
There's still work left to do
Burden and ire, when you're too tired, bow to your liars
There's still work left to do
Yeah
They'll harvest you
Kill them
Face them
Swear that you'll erase them
Make way for the fucking truth
Oh
There's just some blood on a spreadsheet
There's still work left to
It's gonna crumble down
Forged in fire, watch it grow higher, hammer the iron
There's still work left to do
Burden and ire, when you're too tired, bow to your liars
There's still work left to do
Small cities live without the fear of gunfire
Some walk unaffected by the storm
Happy endings will still find a few
'Cause there's still work left to do
It's true
It's true
A kingdom ruled by instability
Manufactured devastation
Monitor all their locations
Hear no evil
See no evil
The ventriloquist will speak for them for the rest of their lives
Forged in fire, watch it grow higher, hammer the iron
There's still work left to do
Burden and ire, when you're too tired, bow to your liars
There's still work left to do
Small cities live without the fear of gunfire
Some walk unaffected by the storm
Happy endings will still find a few
'Cause there's still work left to do
Manufactured devastation
Monitor all their locations
Until they die
Hear no evil
See no evil
The ventriloquist will speak for them for the rest of their lives
Oh
There's just some blood on a spreadsheet
There's still work left to do
You let the paper choose
There's still work left to do
Forged in fire, watch it grow higher, hammer the iron
There's still work left to do
Burden and ire, when you're too tired, bow to your liars
There's still work left to do
Yeah
They'll harvest you
Kill them
Face them
Swear that you'll erase them
Make way for the fucking truth
Oh
There's just some blood on a spreadsheet
There's still work left to
It's gonna crumble down
Forged in fire, watch it grow higher, hammer the iron
There's still work left to do
Burden and ire, when you're too tired, bow to your liars
There's still work left to do
Small cities live without the fear of gunfire
Some walk unaffected by the storm
Happy endings will still find a few
'Cause there's still work left to do
It's true
It's true
A kingdom ruled by instability
Manufactured devastation
Monitor all their locations
Hear no evil
See no evil
The ventriloquist will speak for them for the rest of their lives
Forged in fire, watch it grow higher, hammer the iron
There's still work left to do
Burden and ire, when you're too tired, bow to your liars
There's still work left to do
Small cities live without the fear of gunfire
Some walk unaffected by the storm
Happy endings will still find a few
'Cause there's still work left to do
Credits
Writer(s): Joshua Correa
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