Texty: Running Wild. The Privateer. Poisoned Blood.

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Slaves to money, bad to the bone
Blood is running through veins unknown
Mindless liars, stonedead souls
Putting you straight into a hole
Virus soiled, you're life's the toll

Covering up, their dirty deed
No turning back, they're just a bad seed

Poisoned blood, money slaves
Poisoned blood, young man's grave
Poisoned blood, selling death
Poisoned blood, so take you're last breath

Hell bound killers, germs of death
Their wealth comes first, your life comes last
HIV, the blood is pooled, money's prime, so greed has ruled
You're jaded body's the one who's fooled

Evil suppression, hiding the truth
No compassion, betraying the youth
Getting rich from lies they've told, selling your life, rotten and
bold
Pound for pound you're measured in gold

Covering up, their dirty deed
No turning back, they're just a bad seed

Poisoned blood, money slaves
Poisoned blood, young man's grave
Poisoned blood, selling death
Poisoned blood, so take you're last breath