Almighty Terribles - Blood for the fuel | Текст песни

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• Almighty Terribles
• Blood for the fuel

There’s a war, going on, against those
That don’t agree, with the way we invade countries, pretending to spread democracy. Imagine if, foreign soldiers, came a knockin’-knockin’ on your door. They’ll break in and kick you mother, as she’s bleeding on the floor.

But that’s not all, they’ve got their ways, drown you thirty three times a day. You’ll say just about anything, just to live another day. The TV news, filled with deception, alters every ones perception. He, who counts the votes, controls the outcome of the election.

Soldier, lay down your arms, and open your mind, the war machine’s fueled by your blood, and the blood of innocent victims. Without your blood, the war machine can’t run.

Toss your fucking TV goodbye, no more flickering, blinking lies. It’s called programming for a reason, like black spray paint on your third… I can see through you, hollow shell of human tissue. You’re no longer the same person that
I knew, I’m gonna miss you.

A small group of wealthy swindlers,
interbreeding with each other;
They believe their blood is superior, it really makes you wonder.
That could be how, wicked devils, try to knock you down,
they like to laugh and revel, and
they think you’re fucking stupid, and
they think you’re a fucking pig.

Soldier, lay down your arms, and open your mind, the war machine’s fueled by your blood, and the blood of innocent victims. Without your blood, the war machine can’t run.

Truth to power, the spirit of change… Truth to power, the spirit of change… Blood for fuel.

Soldier, wrapped in a flag, deep underground, he died for a fucking lie. Soldier, lay down your arms, and open your mind, the war machine’s fueled by your blood, and the blood of innocent victims. Without your blood, the war machine can’t run.