Dark Design - Spice World Şarkı Sözleri

Machine of death, disease called man
World demise, a time at hand
The choking air, oppressive sun
What is this we have done?

Blood for oil
Slakes the sand
House to house
Hell of the damned
Warring tribes
On both sides
Sticks & stones
Land mines
Ancient place
Violate
Holy sites
Burn by night

Drawn out fight
Which might makes right?
Endless war since dawn of time
Aggression brought
Aggression met
The ghostly wails from minarets

The promised land
But promised to who?
Buried by time & dust
An aeon of tombs
Scars on the people
Scars on the land
Collective history
Cradle of man

There is no peace for middle east
Ancient hatreds are never released
Praise be to allah!
Praise be to God!
Hail to the fire
Die by the sword

A crescent moon, scimitar
Stars & stripes, a b.a.r.
The weapons change
The reasons don't
We pray for peace
But hope we won't

Life is death
Understand
Power of gods
In thy hands
Bloodstained lands
Tear stained lives
Cannot cope
Or empathize

Last crusade
Sharp my blade
Eye for eye
No end in sight
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