7 acessos
You bought all the books
Filled them with hate
Bought all the land
Laid it to waste
You bought all the papers
Filled them with lies
No rivers run black
No smoke cuts the light
Turn the skies grey
Turn the skies grey
You've bought all the friends
Blood money can bribe
To keep you from harm
To help you survive
And lives don't mean shit
If they slow your ascent
We know what you did
We wish you were dead
Turn the skies grey
Turn the skies grey