Letra de 'Oceans Of Blood' de Acolyte

The voices of the dead
Are calling from the grave
They scream you've got to seal
The doors of destruction

Warnings of damnation
From the dead below
Resurface to the ground
In a toxic waste

Your future generations
Thereafter have to pay
They scream but no one listens'
Well business as usual they say

Power is the name
The name of the game
Where do you get the notion
That profits are to blame

Oceans of blood, the cities will flood
Oceans of tears, will drown you in fears

Malignant grey twilights
Puss yellow bile green skies
Industrial promises
Or a bunch of lies

Thoughts as grey as ashes
Thoughts as black as night
The wise man prophecy
Of future with no light

Leaders who get kickbacks
In a shroud of deception
They tell you that they are
Example of perfection

Power is the name they say
The name of the game
It's better to reign in hell
Than to serve in heaven

Oceans of blood, the cities will flood
Oceans of tears, will drown you in fears

We are the species
Inventors of Zaiklon ' B
The camps of walking dead
Of Auswich and Treblinka

We use napalm bombs
To torch into submission
Men, women and children
And see it as a mission

To end a stalemate war
We drop a nuclear hell
So harmless children sleep
In a radioactive bell

We think we can harness
The treacherous green bile
And dearly we pay for arrogance
With Chernobyl and Three mile

Oceans of blood, the cities will flood
Oceans of tears, will drown you in fears

One dreadful day the skies rained death
And thousand of innocent
Gave their last breath

Man's inhumanity
And hatred for each other
Will always find a reason to kill

The face of hell grins on mankind
Demanding his annual gruesome toll
In a currency of human souls
With our help he'll reach his goal

Some say a tail and pointed ears
Has the enemy of our race
Look a little closer
And you'll see the human face

How do you make people listen?
With blood and tears we'll pay
You scream but noone listens
Well business as usual they say

Oceans of blood, the cities will flood
Oceans of tears, will drown you in fears

Some say there is a kind of death
That serves a greater purpose
But can you find nobility
When you're six feet under

Millions of children die
From sickness and starvation
Yet before we feed them
We give them our salvation

Overpopulation, deprivation
Radiation, contamination
Pollution and depletion
Choose from the menu of the day

Sometimes you have to come
Full circle to see the truth
The only blame man can find
Is within his mind