Count Your Money

It was freedom
It was freedom, right?
We got caught
Slaughtered in the fight

Long, long way from home
Nowhere we can go

This is what is left now
Count your money!

It was brutal
And the rivers ran red
We were swimming,
We were swimming
In the words that were said

Long, long way from home
Nowhere we can go
This is what is left now
Count your money!

Songs of violence
Songs of love gone cold
All is gone to waste now
Surrender to the gold

Long, long way from home
Nowhere we can go
This is what is left now
Count your money!

Many heroes in the dead of night
Give it all up now; what is left?
Countless murdered parents
And children left to death

Long, long way from home
Nowhere we can go
This is what is left now
Count your money!

**wasn't sure where to put this, either in sad or dark**