Signed in Blood

Signed in Blood

You grabbed the chair, the iron frame,
shouting loud you’d tear up the game.
Now the rooms go dead where fists once hit,
and the boards you stomp on crack and split.

Ripping pages, line by line,
beer‑stained notes by a sign you kicked down.

Terms and conditions signed in blood,
Power’s price, a short cheap flood.
The fee shows up in broken glass,
you’re left counting what won’t last.

Deals done in back rooms, doors locked tight,
Eyes on the floor, never meet the light.
Loyalty bends till the bone snaps clean,
What’s left is just stains on the floor and a scream.

Compromise, that greasy little lie,
Truth gets kicked till it stops asking why.

Terms and conditions signed in blood,
Power’s price, a short cheap flood.
Ink on your hands, a dried‑up smear,
all you’re left with is a busted gear.

They say it’s for the greater good,
But the ones who say it wear the best suits.
Behind the glass where the managers lean,
hope gets dumped in a parking lot drain.

Terms and conditions signed in blood,
Power’s price, a short cheap flood.
Rumors scrape along the hallway tiles,
signed‑off crap stacked in crooked piles.

Ink on your hands, a dried‑up smear,
all you’re left with is a busted gear.

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Discography

Albums

Singles

• 
  Signed in Blood
• 
  Ballots and Bayonets
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  Lie to Me Again
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  People’s Party, Privileged Pockets
• 
  Wear the Mask, Win the Seat
• 
  False Banners
• 
  Brussels Blackout