One more glaring shot hits your screen Scenes endured since Vietnam Murder is the fetish, we the voyeurs Slaughtering of soldiers filmed Emotionless we watch, desensitized Their anguish we will never feel
We sit idly by Thousands of miles away from war Watching to see some blood Ravaged in front of families The gore the merrier Our sickness is spreading worldwide The new entertainment We only accept real carnage
We stare blankly at our TV The new horror every evening Feeds our senses like a disease Colors of flags run into one Countries fade into the background Graphic bloodshed is all we see This is reality TV 24 hour kill network Much more real than how we're living Our decency melting away Our interest dies so perilous We then change the channel so quick
War... The ultimate distraction Clouding our thoughts Blood... The splatter... Diversion No questioning
The new horror every evening Feeds our senses like a disease Colors run Countries fade in the background Graphic bloodshed is all we see 24 hour kill network More death it's the pornography of warTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
