Awareness of existence corrupts every law of nature There is more to life than to feed and multiply The will to live forever and mortality cannot co-exist, There are too many of us, We become our very burden!
Is this why we fight?
Greed for power is this sickness, Excuses for repressed urges Some disgrace is at murder and then There are others who kill in the name of justice
Atrocities in the name of a faceless Non-existent fictional creature Have we successfully bought this delusion? Or is it present, in human kind's nature?
Mass producing idiots dying to fight Mass reducing idiots fighting to die
It's their wretched design Those who get to decide Fate of you mind less.... flock of sheep
It's for you to decide Suffer through this hell you call life Or succumb to the peace... of your grave
For no reason Pledge your life To their purpose Fatal to survive
Those who dare trespass my territory Faces will dissolve in memory Artificially generated hate, show No compassion for the enemy
Execute who stands against me Deserter will join the cemetery Unrewarded innocence will Engulf in flames of my hostility
No compassion for the enemy
Goes in circles Same old patterns
Mass destruction Only option
Bodies piling over bodies No regard I show for life Fighting for a piece of land To raise my race superior
Same old pattern Goes in circles
Mass grave unmarked Ideals lost in their crowded tombs With their bodies, the righteous purpose dies Those who go home cannot escape What they leave behind With phantom limbs it's not efficient to attempt on feeling wholeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
