Sold your
life for the state bred for greed.
The promises they told you, never mind your life. Everything you were cannot
hold the strife.
You were not meant to survive.
Gun on your back,war in your head,
hole in your brain nothing survives.
You weren't men you’re just their slaves bred to die.
Now you have no legs.
Everything they said was just a pile of shit
now you get to live your life decaying on your back.
You were not meant…meant to survive//
now that the battle is done
the ones that survived can wheel your way home,
we’ll make the call
bring your children back.
When the fuse is lit
the skies turn black.

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