Taxmen
Mathais Xiong
No trespassers in Granum space
Pay your fine or meet your demise
To the survivors, the victory title
And spoils of war
Take all that we can get
Pay no mind to the poor
We search with watchful eyes
Everything you own has a price
Tyrants have passed
And we are left with their ruins
Search through the wreckage
To add on to our riches
Call us cold-blooded
Call out our greed
But when we come to collect
You're gonna bleed
Come to tax your every need
We search with watchful eyes
Everything you own has a price
We know your every move
Where are you running to
Everything you own has a price
It costs your arms and legs