The Consequence Of Your Greed – A I D – letras

Your hand holds my hand and your look relieves my pain, oh brotherWhere’s the might?Our faith fades away as our livesAs our feet rooted to the ground chain our movesWe see from here that they come and leave and they come and leave….I know you’re strangled now cause of the blood from your lungsBut mother’s no longer here to pay our medicineProbably one day we’ll be working for them,Killing our brothers will just be a daily routineOur fate is controlled by machinesMachines that create lab-made deathDeseases that allow them to reduce us to dust, erase the threatOf a new world having its say…WE ARE THE CONSEQUENCE OF YOUR GREED