Traders and Thieves
Eight Minutes of Daylight
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Sun is rising Above the ruins where no one dares to go We live underground The streets of red clay are now our home Speakers screaming Time to put your wares on display Trade is paramount Fratricide can begin anew Vendors cry their offers loud Drink white wine and cough in black Like tar and gravel rivers Which brought us peace Sold our emperor bigger guns The fattest one rolls the dice Looks around and slaps his whore Sold our emperor bigger guns The fattest one rolls the dice Looks around and sees Every word in metal, letters fall off the gates Gold watch gritted by the impatient teeth Greed carves up wars, blood begets blood The old whip and coin Sun is rising Above the ruins where no one dares to go We live underground No more She draws her knife And rolls the dice She draws her knife And rolls the dice Boxcars Every word in metal, letters fall off the gates Gold watch gritted by the impatient teeth Greed carves up wars, blood begets blood The old whip and coin She breaks the glass dome She's free to cut through tomorrow
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Written by: Jiri Franc, Lukas Kolek, Pavel Jezek, Tomas Kubicek
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