When things have changed
Behind your back
Misplaced youth
Thrown on the tracks
They took it all
Bought and sold
Those past ideals
Now dead and cold
Slaves to a system
A decaying state
Drones with no future
Suppress their hate
It's time to stand up
For what you believe
Bodies pile up
Limbs on the breeze
The ties are ripped off
Blood on the shirt
All that you worked for
Trod in the dirt
What this once was
Is burned and gone
You're seen as hopeless
A forgotten son
You want to take life
Grab it by the throat
For all your hardships
You'll make them choke
The house that jack built
Is falling down
Crucify the king
Reclaim the crown
Black future
Black past
Black sails
Black mast
Black end
Black start
Black youth
Black heart
Black noose
Black grave
Black night
Black days
Black shoes
Black shirt
Blacker sabbath
Black future
Black past
Blacker Sabbath
Black sails
Black mast
Blacker Sabbath
Black end
Black start
Blacker sabbath
Black youth
Black heart
Blacker Sabbath
Black noose
Black grave
Blacker Sabbath
Black night
Black days
Blacker Sabbath
Black shoes
Black shirt
Blacker sabbath