Transatlantic
Black As The Sky
Like a fool with blinders onYou view this world as ruled by kingsBut what if they're puppets like you and Iand the world belongs to a few?As they soon hit the peak, the top of a pyramidThey find themselves embracing the darknessSworn to silenceAnd the world is "in order" anewDefining their ways right into your homesWith the old wicked liesA game for the few - They tell who will liveThey tell who will dieAt the heart of their home it's black as the skyAt the end of the day they saythere is no way out, no peace insideNone leaves alive, the world is on fireAnd the weapon wrangler he thrivesCan you tell who they are?Ready to follow trails, go follow the moneyIt'll lead you right, right to the darkest pitAnd a rage over all that’s deniedDefining their ways right into your homesWith the old wicked liesLetras de cancionesA game for the few - They tell who will liveThey tell who will dieYou pray for some justice, but no one can hearSo you look to the skiesAre you one of the puppets?Black as the skyLooking up at the skylineTowering blocks and shards of glass catch your eyeBright as the stars on a dark moonless nightBlack as the sky in the broad daylightIt's the end of the roadHere the darkness unfoldsKeep your eye on the lightAnd hold your head highThey're finding their way into your homesBut their face is unseenTheir heart is unknownDefining their ways right into your homesIn the absence of lightA game for the few - They tell who will liveThey tell who will dieYou pray for some justice, but no one can hearSo you look to the skiesAre you one of the puppets?Black as the sky
From Letras Mania