كلمات Mercenary

Sometimes we're losing out mind When we're about to find Out how to make cash When we embrace the insane Our wallet's our brain We accept to crash The notes are blinking in our eyes We're casting shadows of demise Of demise! We're blind to see what we need Drowning in a sea of greed Running out of breath Appeal to reason's in vain Causing suffering and pain Careless about death The notes are blinking in our eyes We're castings shadows of demise Of demise! We are going to accept That somebody dies Walking with the devil Believing our lies We prefer to be mercenary Attracted by the bastard mole Tumbling down the rabbit hole Give me peace, give me relieve! Help me be a good slave Show me ho I should behave Give me peace, give me relieve!