Black 'n' Whites lyrics

Walking virtue models It's humanity's end Your irresistable charm Longs for the splendour, fame Power, control With hand suppressed, your lust Aches for a new allure So many of you Rank up with god Father from stars, your servants serve you so poor There are many traitors greedy for dough Father from stars, they don't treat you with respect Or isn't good to follow your footsteps anymore Black 'n' whites must be converted Black 'n' whites must be converted