Black Blood

Your blood it boils with the curse of oil The backs of black Their curse to toil. The legs you wear Covered in blood forever And covered in gold that can never get old as it stays forever in a trash heap But as you sow so shall you reap Look to the sky See the black? It is that which you are scared to lack The snow pounding your face You so obsessed with race How is it? That wonderful taste. The cold, hot, and extreme all due to you! Your car is gone, buried in the snow. The stock market, it has been laid low. The beach town now under water town. Lawns in phoenix disappeared with Thirst. As the fake city goes back under Earth. Look down, to the ground See your desk? See the black? It is that which you are scared to lack. The Earth it eats your room filled with toys of conquest. How is it? To actually need? Too bad, because this is all due to your greed! Your world it boils with the curse of oil The backs of now Their curse to pay For what they took away.