Stand for something, stand for nothing at all Learn to walk before you learn to crawl Listen closely, heed your master's call Dig a grave and into it you'll fall Every time
Bend your ear, hear your brother's yell Take up arms and give them hell As blisters callus, they harden the shell Build a prison and enter your cell Serve and die
Strapping everyone to the teeth Wielding sword without sheath Crushing every bone that's beneath Terror beyond belief
Striking under cover of night Slaughter is a God-given right Never questioning who we should fight Peace is a bloody plight
On and on the war machine churns Countless bodies piled to burn Ashes smoulder never knowing the urn
On and on The war machine churns Bodies piled to burn
We've armed the traps, any moment they'll spring Locked and loaded, reinforcements in the wing Bracing for whatever happens next Primed to kill but sent to our death
In the future, your body leaves your mind Separate the self and feel your heart resign Power is granted to the faithful of the grind Is it peace or is it apathy you'll find? Empty shellTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
