Never trust the mind of sheep
There dwells a wolf in every one
If one wakes up, the herd will die
The longer sleep, the quicker dead
You know the fastest wolf eats well
There's either a butcher or a lamb
There are two sides of a situation
Either the handle or the blade
White Rich and Beautiful
Do you count the worth of gold
Due to how many miners died?
Or is it truly fascinating
How the coin glistens and shines?
You preach water but drink wine
And you seem to me a bit too drunk
Pay to win or lose to pay
Always the same rules apply
White Rich and Beautiful
I should have built a house
I should never have got you so wrong
I should have planted a tree
I should never have got you so wrong
I should have fathered a son
I sould never have got you so wrong
You shouldn't have let me out
You will never get rid of your shade
Hide out
Until I am ready to die
I won't ever look for you
You won't ever look for me
See I'm already dead to you
Burn the house
If you've got the feeling
Cut the tree
The axe is a friend
Kill your son
He'll overtake your sins
Die now
We're already dead to us