Blood

For all your love of soma All my blood's in vain You say your history's over All of my blood's in vain Your television coma All my blood's in vain It's gone too far to change All of my blood's in vain Flash across your screen Got you in their hand Fifteen minutes of freedom Still 3-5 a man Sterilize your conscience And disgrace your name A healthy simulation All my blood's in vain For all your love of soma All my blood's in vain You say your history's over All my blood's in vain Your television coma All my blood's in vain It's gone too far to change All of my blood's in vain Liquor stains your table Women change your bed You rise on Sunday morning Like the living dead Your Hell is fornication Your Heaven is the same Master is complacent So all of my blood's in vain For all your love of soma All my blood's in vain You say your history's over All my blood's in vain Your television coma All my blood's in vain It's gone too far to change All of my blood's in vain Four hundred years of torture Four hundred years a slave Dead just to watch you squander Just what we tried to save Now death is at your doorstep And you're still playing games So drown in entertainment 'Cause our blood is in vain Our blood is in vain Our blood is in vain

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