You bought all the books Filled them with hate Bought all the land Laid it to waste You bought all the papers Filled them with lies No rivers run black No smoke cuts the light Turn the skies grey Turn the skies grey You've bought all the friends Blood money can bribe To keep you from harm To help you survive And lives don't mean shit If they slow your ascent We know what you did We wish you were dead Turn the skies grey Turn the skies grey