Anno IV - The Fourth Year Lyrics

When I heard this verdict, I prefer this prefect
Over the words of earthly, worthless seedless
Broke men, credibility is found where the wealth is
Then wear the stench of the hopeless
You use to hide the truth, prove to the tired youth
Fused by violent proofs, then queue the worship
Like pool, we'll cue the first list
Cause we'll write them down, and we're taking them down
Need a mask and a crown, when the past is now in the past
But we ask of the land, that the vast get found
Let your hands fall, no hope where the words crawl
But there's more to these pit walls
But now we're down and we need God
Now we're down, no more seats for

Our tired men, our choir sings, still no more hope
Our fire brings these violent things, corrupt our throats
By the 4th year, we're nothing but a memory
But a force here, no they won't stop, forget our inner peace

We need more gold
(As the master told, we'll be rich, no fold, no brakes, no hold, I know, I know, I know)
We need more gold
(When the casket falls, when all hope is lost, we have riches, we have riches)
We need more gold

But we prepare the servants, then curse the remains
Of those told that they will burn through service
Won't purge anything, see lost in their grave
While we stand tough, some were tossed and enslaved
At a cost, there is gain, taught through us but we save
Those that God can't, account for those lost
Bank account go down, we're still here to stand up
Band up, PTSD nights, taught we were gone, but there's hope for the souls
RePeaTing SD lies, face it, your gold is a product of your greed, succeeds
Through beating every strife, stash all your money in a safe
Hoping that'll it make your soul feel safe, but we see the filth
And read it guilt and feed it to

Our tired men, our choir sings, still no more hope
Our fire brings these violent things, corrupt our throats
By the 4th year, we're nothing but a memory
But a force here, no they won't stop, forget our inner peace
Our tired men, our choir sings, still no more hope
Our fire brings these violent things, corrupt our throats
By the 4th year, we're nothing but a memory
But a force here, no they won't stop, forget our inner peace

We need more gold
(As the master told, we'll be rich, no fold, no brakes, no hold, I know, I know, I know)
We need more gold
(When the casket falls, when all hope is lost, we have riches, we have riches)

I know truth is found where the wealth lies, wealth lies, find
Truth cause, its found right where the wealth lies, wealth lies, right