Lyrics
messages writ within our columns of fire
We speak in lies, messages writ within our columns of fire
black the sun
And our heads now roll, a wrecking ball, a wrecking ball
Black the sun, black the sun
No life blooms from the ashes of ire, but our hearts beat faster
and our heads now roll
hide us from what we have become
Hide us from what we have become, and our heads now roll, as we beg for the killing blow
Hide us from the monsters we ve become, still we crawl for the masters, and our heads now roll
and our heads now roll
Hide us from what we have become, but our hearts beat faster
Hide us from what we have become, then burn the trees to feed our fires, hide us from the monsters we ve become
still we crawl for the masters
Black the sun, we re all addicts hooked into a toxic culture Parkway, but our hearts beat faster
And our heads now roll, we speak in tongues Drive, still we crawl for the masters
Nine circles of our devise, nine circles of our devise, no life blooms from the ashes of ire
No life blooms from the ashes of ire, content to sleep in our chains
still we kneel for the masters
then burn the trees to feed our fires
Then burn the trees to feed our fires, empires of gold return to sand, black the sun