Bloody Smell of the Oil Well
It's strange the way they find it hard
To see our world on fire
But man must know, he'll turn diamonds to snow
As to when we'll never know
No fear of hell, it's mine to sell
And arms I steal from thee
Time stands still for those who feel
This land belongs to all
No heart beats for free
The rebels are never true
We're drowning in the fields
The bloody smell of the oil well
Do we reap the flow, my name is No
The vibes of war are strained
The face of shame will rise from men
While ghosts of time lay wait
No heart beats for free
The rebels are never true
We're drowning in the field
The bloody smell of the oil well
No heart beats for free
The rebels are never true
We're drowning in the field
The bloody smell of the oil well
