Politico-psycho war whoremongers
Blinded by the beaty of death
Derivatives of power conceded by the hour
Death may be all we have left
A contagious form of psycotic neurosis
The final insult
To a stiffening corpse
Drape the flag
He died for his country
Medals of glory
Brought by slaughter
Deprivations of humanity
Ignorance of motives
Driven on by all the war chiefs
Weak as death as he falls to his knees
The wasted life the souls forgotten
Calmness enfolds
His lifeless slumber
But he's dead,
He will not awaken
Destructive minds
No vestige of sense
Bide their time
Bodies are spent
Feed your lies
Of political sense
Dismembered kin,
The visage unremembered
International sin,
No territory unsurrendered
Body of a man,
A man torn limb from limb
Extraction of life,
The tattered shell within
Destructive minds
No vestige of sense
Bide their time
Bodies are spent
Feed your lies
Of political sense
Enemy within,
Land that filled with torture
End of all that's been
Civilisation fractured (stop this!)
Carnage all around
Madness reigns it's terror
Deafening lack of sound
Bound in death forever
Destructive minds
No vestige of sense
Bide their time
Bodies are spent
Feed your lies
Of political sense
Afteramath of battle
On fields of slaughter
Reeking with the stench of decay
Ignorance of motives
Driven on by all the war chiefs
We have killed all we could slay
The countless dead the bodies lie rotting
Fighting to die
For this country of mine
But in the end
What have we accomplished
Destructive minds
No vestige of sense
Bide their time
Bodies are spent
Feed your lies
Of political sense
Destructive minds destroy