Behind the Wine Songtext

von Earth Crisis

Imprisoned behind the wire, the doomed await their
End. Tangled corpses fill the pits, starved, shot,
Or poisoned. To the horrors the world turns away
From the suffering in apathy. A blind eye to the
Victim's pain that they choose not to see. Unless
There's money to be made, unless territory is
Gained. Imprisoned behind the wire, the doomed
Await. Imprisoned behind the wire, the doomed
Await their end. Tangled corpses fill the pits,
Starved, shot, or poisoned. To the horrors the
World turns away from the suffering in apathy. A
Blind eye to the victim's pain that they choose
Not to see. Unless there's money to be made,
Unless territory is gained. Annihilation reigns.
Annihilation reigns, unless there's money to be
Made, unless territory is gained. Unless there's
Money to be made, unless territory is gained.