Hell's Taxmen

This is the end

The panic level rises pretty fast

I've got a sinking feeling we're not gonna last

It's getting harder to get by

The clock is running faster than we guessed

And maybe we are dealing with a problem that’s grown over our heads

We are in debt

We are in debt

Hell's Taxmen on their way, they won’t be turning back

We are in debt

Hell's Taxmen on their way, already on our track

We are in debt

And they're coming to collect

Hell's Taxmen at the door, time to pay

And the currency is death

And the currency is death

Death, death, death

Our paradise is falling down

It's crumbling like sand beneath the waves

I've got a sinking feeling we took more than we gave

Is it too late to turn the tide

And who is making sure that we behave

Or are we past that point and bound to run this planet to the grave

We are in debt

We are in debt

Hell's Taxmen on their way, they won’t be turning back

We are in debt

Hell's Taxmen on their way, already on our track

We are in debt

Hell's Taxmen on their way, they won’t be turning back

We are in debt

And they're coming to collect

Hell's Taxmen at the door, time to pay

And the currency is death

We are in debt

We are in debt

For all the stuff we burned inside our factories

For all the times we turned away from tragedy

For all the waste we have been dumping in the sea

For all the times we turned away from tragedies

For all the shit we burn, for all the shit we burn

For all the shit we burn, for all the shit and we will burn

We are in debt

And the currency is death