كلمات Sons Of Malice

Look at us now It's a good damn tragedy Justice for all Another white wash travesty Out of spite, out of sight Self absorbed and callous Seek 'em her, seek 'em there We seek those sons of malice Pulling the strings But always with impunity Rolling the dice Without care of humanity Towers of gold Built high on your apathy Mammon is God And he thrives on the enmity Tear 'em down