Black gold deep in the ground Your arms in priceless blood Your teeth got stuck in diamond Made of children tears of the world
Deeper and deeper in veins hell machine Lower and lower as the blue ocean is Harder and harder of tomorrow you think And in your frozen eyes white shadow slips
Sometimes we are cruel kids And we can hear the future sounds Sometimes we are wise grown-ups But we don’t look back in the past We think we are gods But these calculations are false Save Our Souls!
White life deep in your mind Fingers sink into priceless dust Mother-flower is trampled at last And red poppy grows in the blood