Greed

Amorphis, Tuonela Album (1999) - - - Not thirsty am I for the blood Of redeemer of thy greed My hunger can’t be satisfied With flesh of thy nazarene No gilded streets of heaven’s grace Entice me in thy speech No holy mother doth condone All your pillage, war and greed But know thee that all oceans worth Of waters turned holy Won’t change the course of river That runs inside of me My blood flows ever skyward And pools where thy black is white For woulst thou not carme at my soul With