Bloodmoney - Dive

Taste of corruption

The smell of lies

The world’s your witness

With empty eyes

There’s no fame or glory

Only the face of death

Goin down together

Stabbed in the back

Bloodmoney

The wheels are turning

Turning slow

In this big world

You’re on your own

New forces

The sun turns black

There’s no justice

Stabbed in the back

Bloodmoney