作曲 : Collin Hegna/Brian Gardiner/Paul Dillon
There's a soul who was sold
For a handful of dirt
For the lust, for the gold
Bleeding ore from the earth
To a man with a hammer all the world is a nail
Every day is a sentence,every word is a jail
And I rattle my chains at the judgement that calls from above

Oh I long for the day
For the comfort of gold
For the key to the lock
All the riches l've sold
To the hand with an axe,all the forest is trees
And a book full of lies brings the world to its knees
And a heart full of greed is a heart that you can never please
But the hands of the poor boy are empty
Though my heart is riddled with love
So I rattle my chains at the judgement that calls from above