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

They got you in their hand

Fifteen minutes of freedom

Still 35 a man

Sterilize your conscience and

Disgrace your name

A healthy simulation

All my blood's in vain

Liquor stains your table

Women change you bed

You rise on Sunday morning

Just like the living dead

Your hell is fornication

Your heaven is the same

But master is complacent

So all 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 all our blood is in vain

All our blood is in vain

All our blood is in vain