Black smoke rise and fill the blood red skies,
man made dust designed to blind our eyes,
screened illusions masked in blatant lies,
black smoke rise and fill the blood red skies.

Black smoke cloak the mother's weeping cries,
store the pain inside your vast device,
hide the [bad word] behind your blatant lies,
black smoke rise and fill the blood red skies.

Tears of pain can never purify [bad word] of years gone by.
We're the ones who tell the sun to shine,
tell the rain to pour, to keep your broken mind on the fray.

Black smoke rise and fill the blood red skies,
man made dust designed to blind our eyes,
screened illusions masked in blatant lies,
black smoke rise and fill the blood red skies.

Tears of pain can never purify [bad word] of years gone by.
We're the ones who tell the sun to shine,
tell the rain to pour, to keep your broken mind on the fray.