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And I see the wealth of a thieving handAs it bangs its fist on the ground we standAll of its laughter is built on a lieBut somehow it governs us time after timeI want to stand up and accuse this beastAnd smack its wrists for the tales it speaksBut somehow my voice is too distant to hearAnd no-one is listening inAnd I see a red mistFor the troubles that we knowAnd I see a red mistFor the hardship that we oweAnd I see a red mistCoz the future's burning upAnd the smoke and fire is alive and well in the red mistAnd I see the suits and their new green pocketsAnd wish for a button to push and just stop itAs folk who pretend to be human raceApply their cosmetics to their brand new faceThe course is curved and the lights are goneI want to know why it has all gone wrongBut somehow my voice is too distant to hearAnd no-one is listening inLetras de cancionesAnd I see a red mistFor the troubles that we knowAnd I see a red mistFor the hardship that we oweAnd I see a red mistCoz the future's burning upAnd the smoke and fire is alive and well in the red mist From Letras Mania