Production, Mass destruction
filling our every need, building-up greed
Giving to those who starve?
we'd rather barf!
While others have nothing, struggle to survive...
We couldn't care less, it's good televise.
Priests are faithless, Goverments corrupt
this world a vulcano, ready to errupt.
We destroy this world, everything we love,
even the symbolic...
white dove!
She got shot, a while ago,
when a black tar cargo
was more worth than the burden of flowed blood
Not driven by love, but by money and succes, we turn into pigs
without moral nor ethics.
We'll do anything to get, money
even bloody wet.