Blood Money

We worship death We've lost our way We waste our time We hope and pray We feed our dead into the big machine Each new tragedy a revenue stream It's all the same as long as someone dies Watch as the profits and the body counts rise Hey yeah Earn that blood money Amen Your thoughts do nothing We pull the trigger And just ask why Deny the answer And hide our eyes And it doesn't matter who gets hurt. We cradle metal, put our children in the dirt A gun in one hand and a bible in the other Shut up and pass the ammunition mother fucker Hey yeah Earn that blood money Amen Your thoughts do nothing And there's no limit No cost too high We're spilling more before the last one's dry Just hopes and prayers and nothing else But nothing changes you're just talking to yourself Hey yeah Earn that blood money Amen Your thoughts do nothing Hey yeah Earn that blood money Amen Your prayers do nothing