Devils Race Songtext
von Shredhead

The cost of life in the dark
Is the dearness of flesh and blood
And happiness is measured
By a standard no one follows
Getting fatter in the city
With girls and jewels and clothes
While others dig a hole full of shit
To get out of the ground
Blame the faults of men
You created this game
Of money, power and pain
Money is the word
Success is measured by living with your own
Sell your youth away for gold
But you shall not lead the path
Of money, greed and pain
Lost your name inside this game
Of never ending gain
Kill and steal what you can get
In denial of our ancestors


Love those who steal from you
You′ll pay them expansion of existence
Blame the faults of men
You created this game
Of money, power and pain
Money is the word
You can control the world
From behind the stage
The poor will pay your price
Pay the price that's taken
You′ve sold your soul and life
Your hearts and minds are broken
You'll sell the parts for power
When the bidding
You'll end up part of being dead
So blame the others
The partners in your crimes
Your life
Blame the faults of men
You created this game
Of money, power and pain
The shame
The one to blame
You′ve lost everything
In this devil′s race