Blood Money

Cleaning up the wreckage of the past, how many more times Will we have to pass the test Their eyes have been upon our every move, they're waiting for us We answer not to you It’s blood money, we’re paying all the time, It’s blood money, no reason or no rhyme It’s blood money, we’re paying all the time It’s blood money The crime is in their minds Huddled masses hiding down below, they wait for freedom For how long nobody knows We’re fearing for the future and the past, we’re waiting for the next time They stab us in the back