Текст песни The Color Of Blood And Money

The gloves are off, it's time to kill Despite the body count ensued Bodies and flowers pile up in ash and money While your freedom is raped by gunfire Send in the masses, send in the coroner Flesh and bone returned to earth again You own war, your own war Sing us a song, a song of independence something that used to exist Sing it loud for all the kids As bullets fly, bullets fly through their chests Taste the death on your tongue Death's the scent you wear it well The blindfolded murderers I refuse to live in silence I refuse to die in silence Burning bridges Burning Bodies Massacre of massacres