An eye for an eye
Soon everybodyâs blind
Iâm quaking from the demons Iâm gonna find
My back is breaking
From the things left behind
Oh say can you see that weâre being robbed blind
And the dead shall walk
And the truthsayers talk
Humming in our heads
As peter pays paul
It's a rich manâs war
But a poor manâs blood
And the dead shall walk
And the truthsayers talk
Its a rich manâs war
But a poor manâs blood
You start to see the strings
Of the greatest show on earth
Is this all we are?
Does it all come down
To just wanting to be more?
Come shine on my grave
Wash the dust from bone
And the mourning of this sorry slave
And the dead shall walk
And the truthsayers talk
Humming in our heads
as peter pays paul
itâs a rich manâs war
but a poor manâs blood
and the dead shall walk
and the truthsayers talk
itâs a rich manâs war
but a poor manâs blood
and you start to see the strings
of the greatest show on earth
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- Metal Hammer: July 2004 (Razor, Volume 6)
- Scrambles, Anthems and Odysseys
- Sofa Surfers
- See the Light
- Cargo
- Transit
- Miscellaneous
- Blindside
- Encounters
- SATURN Exklusiv Edition: Chill Out Edition
- Žalia Žiema
- Rangali Island
- Lebensart Music.One
- Sofa Rockers
- Rocky - Bad idea jeans - H&M - Mince and Tomato
- Gut*böse*jenseits! 30 Jahre Falter – 30 Jahre Musik...
- The Eclectic Sound of Vienna, Volume 2
- The Plan
- Chilled Ibiza
- The K&D Sessions™