Bloodmoney

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