Hell on earth, what have we become, from the stones and rocks of the past
Take a look, a few years ahead, we can see the wilderness die
Make them march, straight into death
Grind the last remains of flesh, tear it to bones, and watch the dollars arise
Bloody gold, countless lives will be sacrificed for a dime
Bloody gold, unreal visions of slaughter haunting my mind
Numbers run, your business will bloom, get a crazy rush of your life
Bills arrive in a future of dark, and the cost is all of the world
Make them march, straight into death
Grind the last remains of flesh, tear it to bones, and watch the dollars arise
Bloody gold, countless lives will be sacrificed for a dime
Bloody gold, unreal visions of slaughter haunting my mind
Now the vaults, are stacked up with gold, and the madness reaches its top
Once the last of cattle have died, you will realize you can't eat your cash
Make them march, straight into death
Grind the last remains of flesh, tear it to bones, and watch the dollars arise
Bloody gold, countless lives will be sacrificed for a dime
Bloody gold, unreal visions of slaughter haunting my mind
Bloody gold, values left in darkness soon to be gone
Bloody gold, watch our planet become the nightmare you said will never happen for real