"Blood and Soil"
:: l y r i c s ::
Little in the white, wont be home tonight,
Theres strange fruit growing from the trees while his brother sings of bling bling.
Roxy likes to raise, so lets see what hand she play,
Down she has to play, like its the Holocaust.

People all around the world, Living in the blood and soil,
Prepare yourself you know its time, to push the dark into the night
Because everything you are, and everything you see,
Will fade into a memory,
Youll think it was a fantasy.

Sitting in my HOTEL,
My Voice comes back in EHCO,
It was late NOVEMBER
The devils in the details
The sky is chrome, you got your go code,
So it down through the looking glass we go.

People all around the world, Living in the blood and soil,
Prepare yourself you know its time, to push the dark into the night
Because everything you are, and everything you see,
Will fade into a memory,
Youll think it was a fantasy.

Youre lucky I dont burn books,
Cause you know which one Id burn first,
Long Layered lies, but then thats been my device

So let it go, its better that you know,
The devils in the details