Testo Hathuska Wandebegae From Here On
Their blood soaked families suffer for your industrialized greed
Your lives will be told
For your industrialized greed
For your American dream
Even after your lies unfold in front of me
I see the blood on your hands that formed this robbery
That left the screams unheard
I hate your American dream
You hold this so dear to you
You have glazed our eyes over, no one saw a thing
Have you finally accomplished this American dream
This American dream of lies
Hope For A Bleeding Sky
