Blister

Eyesores and catacombs Injustice is a place on the globe So point your finger And give it a spin now 'Cause there's no end to this wicked world As long as there's blood on our hands Faith is where profits lay Symbols brand and segregate A silver consequence drapes from our necks now Lonely souls rely on holy goals With no relevance and no evidence Nothing to preach about And there's no end to this wicked world As long as there's blood on my hands And there's no end to this wicked world As long as there's blood on my hands And there's blood on my hands And there's blood on my hands And there's blood on my Hmm, blood on my Hmm, blood on my hands And there's no end to this wicked world As long as there's blood on my hands And there's no end to this wicked world As long as there's blood on my hands And there's blood on my hands And there's blood on my hands And there's blood on my Hmm, blood on my Hmm, blood on my hands --- Blister - Red Sun Rising