Buried In Blood - Hyades

Shut your eyes and cover your ears

You’re the good, they’re the evil

From the other side of a barricade

Even children become pricks

Raise up the barriers of hate

Build up the perfect ruse

Knock down your enemies

And take back what is yours

God has chosen you all

You’ve soiled his hands with blood

Tainted in a rotten coffin

He lies listening to you lying

I am the terrorist

Mad man, paranoid

You’re right, my world is null

Its dead with a bullet in it’s head

We are all on a purge list

God doesn’t care if you are straight

You are just a black bastard

Your call for rights is a crime

God does bless America

But someone help us all

Where is the land of freedom?

Its buried under shit and blood

False teachers, P2ists

Necktied to sell out deaths

Fat merchants of goods

Dickheads or warheads

Gamblers and speculators

Crooked politicans

Look in the eyes of he who dies

They just ask you why

We are all on a purge list

God doesn’t care if you’re straight

You are just a black bastard

Your call for rights is a crime

God bless America

But someone help us all

Where is the land of freedom?

Its buried under shit and blood

We are all on a purge list

God doesn’t care if you’re straight

You are just a black bastard

Your call for rights is a crime

God bless America

But someone help us all

Where is the land of freedom?

It’s buried under shit and blood