A generation of soldiers
Beast of men
Raised in a bastion of deceit
Trained to kill, ready to die
Total subterfuge shrouds the cause of combat and the reason of our steel presence around the world
Building bases in the backyards of the enemy and every precarious country unready and unsteady
Ship off, ship out
Let patriotism blind all doubts
A story created and a promise made
That you will fight for them and their profits but you will die in vain.
And that's not okay
Beast of man
Welcome this war
Without truly knowing what your fighting for
Your oppressor created
In hopes that youd hate them
And make you throw away your life
Let the dirty banksters finally pick up a gun and defend the choices they've made, your life isn't worth their advancement on the human race
It's your choice to make
Lucid thoughts of revolution are the only things keeping me warm from the bitterness in its boldest forms.
Masses walk through life like lead, absent and cold, their mindless protection from the world.
We are not as wise as we are proud and dumb
Fight to your hearts content
Is greed more comforting then human dignity?
Or are we just pushing ourselves farther down the hole.Еще Premonitions