Letra da Música The Joker de Hour

Children of the future speeding
Playing blackjack at a bent casino
And the Joker's standing at the door
Laughing at the world
The future was murdered at the font
The cradle of hope has died
>From his flame of blood and money
And in the dark he's incandescent

Danced amongst the dying children
Walked into a smoke-filled room
And the Joker cares only for the Joker
I don't care about the future
Now today in all our greed

All we want is sex and money
If life's about speed and power
As we race towards our fate, the grave
There's no one here that you can save
But is there something all that wrong
Go to hell and don't come back
So do your crime and pay no time

The Joker murders for his life
But in this world there's death or glory
He destroys the world of millions
And nurtures gifts form bent black money
The Joker lives from his black lies
The Joker laughs the Joker cries

The Joker is, you and The Joker kills the Joker dies