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© Fuelinject 2016
Song written and recorded by Fuelinject
Mix and master by Timo Öser
Song written and recorded by Fuelinject
Mix and master by Timo Öser
I ask: Who shall be charged for this?
Have you not read the bloodreport?
How can you sleep at night, while this is going on?
As long as you don’t eat the dirt, you feel all right.
Poisoned is the making of our opulence.
We grant the exploitation and the toxic waste
Black marks on your white shoes!
Don´t you feel pity for the children?
Their lives do not count too much, I guess.
As long as you afford for all this bloody gain,
The men in charge take profit in their deathly strain.
Cattle reaved from wretched peasants
Kosher butchery, spill the blood
Amongst their call for a painless death
Recklessly flayed alive
Threatened with a river of waste
A source of all distress
Children suffering intoxication
Crafting in chromium-six
Covered in chromium-six!
Have you not read the bloodreport?
How can you sleep at night, while this is going on?
As long as you don’t eat the dirt, you feel all right.
Poisoned is the making of our opulence.
We grant the exploitation and the toxic waste
Black marks on your white shoes!
Don´t you feel pity for the children?
Their lives do not count too much, I guess.
As long as you afford for all this bloody gain,
The men in charge take profit in their deathly strain.
Cattle reaved from wretched peasants
Kosher butchery, spill the blood
Amongst their call for a painless death
Recklessly flayed alive
Threatened with a river of waste
A source of all distress
Children suffering intoxication
Crafting in chromium-six
Covered in chromium-six!
