The dark neckties embrace the black gold,
For endless greed their souls have been sold.
Serving the devil who laughs at their side,
They care not for the many men that have died.
The liquid runs forth from the earth on that we stand,
The corrupt trade is centred in the eastern valleys of sand.
Truth is denied but it's still waiting to be found,
Just as is the blackened gold; hidden beneath the ground.
The greed of men will lead to murder on a global scale,
And he won't realise it's the end until we all start to fail.
Yet it'll be way to late then and the World will die,
As the tears run from the many children's eyes.
When the oil just disappears and there's no more,
What will be your next excuse to start another war?
The human race will destroy the earth in the very end,
All of us will fade to nothing, the only question is when?
Lost in the petals of the Word's dying rose,
Was this a destiny that you would have chose?
The lust for power will find no ends to be,
And the result will cause the death of you and me...
