From the recording The Will of the Blind
Lyrics
You sit in your tower
Counting your gold
While the hungry and homeless
Shiver in the cold
Your greed knows no bounds
Your conscience is sold
You feast on the suffering
Of the young and the old
You think you're untouchable
High on your throne
But history remembers
The seeds you have sown
When the reckoning comes
You'll reap what you've grown
Blood money
Built on broken backs
Blood money
As the world collapses
Blood money
You'll own it all
Blood money
Until the final fall
The system is rigged
The dice always roll
Why play the game
The outcome always foretold
The rich get richer
The poor lose control
The gap ever widens
Devouring their souls
You think you're untouchable
High on your throne
But history remembers
The seeds you have sown
When the reckoning comes
You'll reap what you've grown
Blood money
Built on broken backs
Blood Money
As the world collapses
Blood Money
You'll own it all
Blood Money
Until the final fall
Your hands stained crimson
Will be entombed in stone
Who are you
