Success Songtext
von Conflict Diamonds

The face, the title
The insatiable idols
Worshipped from the ground up
By even those who wound up
Beaten and bruised, cathartic abuse
Feels so good when it′s just an excuse

The top, the end
You've spent all you can spend
Of the money, the power
All at the expense of our
Pain, no gain, it′s always the same
As empty as your claim to fame


The promise of fatigue
The alluring intrigue
Stranded by their masters
Faced with their disasters
Begging and stranded, still empty-handed
The line of succession that we clearly demanded

Broken nails scattered
With the blood on your hands
Clawing, climbing, falling, dying
Just for the chance
To wake up today
Without the world in your way
Success is not determined by the wealth of a man
Success is not determined by the wealth of a man
Success is not determined by a man