Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Profits Of Doom , by - Bitter End. Song from the album Harsh Realities, in the genre Release date: 09.06.1990
Record label: Metal Blade Records
Song language: English
Profits Of Doom |
| These tanks roll off the line |
| And though I make them, they ain’t mine |
| I make my life from sales of death |
| I feel no guilt, I’m just here to collect |
| It seems so useless to put up a fight |
| You’re on their treadmill and there’s no end in sight |
| They’ve got us trapped in dead end lives |
| No hope or promise, we fight to survive |
| Well, we see them as they see us |
| Perceptions clouded by fear and mistrust |
| We miss the point, we’re all the same |
| Each wants the other side to take all the blame |
| Nothing is sacred, nothing is clean |
| Defiled and tainted, completely obscene |
| They speak of truth with lying eyes |
| We’ve reached the level of those we despise |
| Well, men on top they roll the dice |
| They play their games and we all pay the price |
| And if the truth can set you free |
| We’re all enslaved by this hypocrisy! |
| You hear the warnings of pain, doom and strife |
| Can you imagine a fate worse than life? |
| Living this life, you live their lie |
| Live for today for tomorrow we die! |