God's Hate - Social Class Warfare | Текст песни

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Fight a war based on fucking lies.
Deceive the masses...
Watch the fire burn in their eyes.
Reports of terror, of treason, of suffering.
Anything that will fuel the machine.

The rich sit back as the innocent die.
The powers-that-be tear us apart from the inside.
How much more can this nation take?
The foundation of the people will inevitably break.

A broken back and calloused hands.
Is this what they meant by becoming a man?
No end in sight, no room to grow.
Just do your job, and do what you're told.

A government that leaves you broke.
Empty pockets... No way to cope.
Boot to your neck scraping to get by.
Taking what's yours until the day you die.

A broken back and calloused hands.
Is this what they mean by becoming a man?
No end in sight, no room to grow.
Just do your job, and do what you're told.

I won't be defined by my social class.
Just another statistic, another bill to pass.
To the country we're supposed to embrace...
God's Hate won't be disgraced.