black blood
Singer:architects
we've found a taste for self-destruction
a blind eye for blatant dysfunction
we've found a taste for self-destruction
we're all born in black blood
there's an imminence stirring like a siren singing
there's a debt to pay but they keep on drilling
why is simple truth so hard to tell
we had eden and turned it into hell
because this distance in our minds
is the distance that we're behind
the lonely sound of the final drip
like the starting gun marking the end of it
on the shoulders of forever
black gold will be the death
of the time we found what the earth bled
because this distance in our minds
is the distance that we're behind
of the time we found what the earth bled
we found the cancer inside of our heads
there's no turning back now
when the well dried up no one cared
they'll all stop and stare
we've found the cancer inside of our heads