Video de V: Fair Trade Death March

I walked the highways
In the darkness, in the spring
To Columbus, I walked
The highways in the spring
Past iron walls
Across the street from hospitals
To Columbus, I walked
The highways in the spring
And in the summertime
I saw the northern lights
Up in Portsmouth, where
I walked in the summertime
Cars passed by, it's
'Live free or die!'
Up in Portsmouth, where
I walked in the summertime
Bough and flower
Leaf and grass
Let them pass, let them pass
Come back to me
Come back to me
And tell me, my land is best
And they say in the south
Smoke pours from the mouth
Of Hell, that they've got
Hollowed out
I saw it for myself
As all the leaves of Autumn fell
The mouth of Hell that
They've got in the south
So, silent, in the snowfall
In the winter, in the west
To the mountains
I wandered in the west
I called them by the names
That they had in ancient days
The mountain range
That sleeps now in the west
Wood and water
Stock and stone
Never go home, I can never go home
But I'll look for you
I'll look for you
To tell me that I'm not alone
Oh, holy rust
Turn foundation into dust
Oh, holy rust
Holy rust
Oh, sacred flood
Wash away what we've become
Oh, sacred flood
Sacred flood
I walked through fire
I will wander through the ash
I will look for in the future
What I looked for in the past
And although I'm scared
I know that I have weathered worse
I have weathered worse
So we smash the gate and burn the flag
It's the only choice we've ever had
Sound the horn and beat the drum
To industry, with doom we come
With doom we come, with doom we come
To industry, with doom we...