Blood
TATE / Wilton
Thank-you for the lies
The lies you sold us.
Thank-you for this vision
Of violence.
Thank-you for this song
You gave me to sing.
Thank-you for the capping day
Of a culture that lay dying.
Yes it's us dying.
Maybe it won't be long
Now that it's all gone on.
It's all gone wrong
And there's blood on our hands
We saw them lying there with
Their arms around each other
Staring through
Their fear and the miles
Between our heads.
You could have told the truth.
It was your decision
To sacrifice integrity
And compassion for greed.
Now it's all gone wrong and
There's blood on our hands.