Shredhead - Devil's Race lyrics

The cost of life is not just air nor is it flesh or blood And happiness is measured by a standard no one found Getting fat and rich they sit with crowns of j**els and gold While others eat mouthfuls of sh** to carry out their word Blame the faults of man He who created this game Of money power and pain Money is the word. Success is measured by living when you're old Sell your youth away for gold Push and shove to lead the path of moneys' greed and pain Loose your name inside this game of never ending gain k** and steal what you can carry then hire some a**istance Let them steal for you. You pay them. Expansion of existence Blame the faults of man He who created this game Of money power and pain Money is the word. You can control the world From behind the scenes the poor will pay your price Pay the price that's taken, you pulled your soul and life Your heart and mind are broken. You sold the parts for Power with no meaning. You have no point of being Time to blame the others, they're partners in your Crimes! Your lies! Blame the faults of man He who created this game Of money power and pain The shame. No one to blame You've lost everything in this devil's race