New Chess King

We've got the brain, you gave the grass
For you all drowning, in dust ships
Petroleum gold, the new chess king
Dominated future by a doubtful truth

Governing the brains, infected with worms
Addicted to war, providing hell
Sitting on the throne, sending you to their war
Open your mouth keeping close the eyes
Sitting on the throne, sending you to their war
Open your mouth

Why would I refuse to fight?
When have your profits (your profits) decide my life?
Why would I refuse to fight?
When have your profits (your profits) decide my life? (My life)

Governing the brains, infected with worms
Addicted to war, providing hell

We are the ashes, we are the storm
We are the fire remaining strong!
We are the ashes, we are the storm
We are the fire remaining strong!

Why would I refuse to fight?
When have your profits (your profits) decided my life?
Why would I refuse to fight? (To fight)
When have your profits (your profits) decided my life? (My life)



Credits
Writer(s): Aida Otero Fernández, Rodrigo Blas Alonso
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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