Tell you lies and spin you tale,
I show you your own personal Hell.
I've tried my hardest to give respite,
But you all seem to live to fight.
Bring you guns and light your sins,
An feast on the blood of other men.
Now you have your bloody paths lain,
You will fill your soldier's hearts with disdain.
Flood the world with your enemies blood,
And soil the world with hopes of lies and mud.
Now that you've brought yet another war,
You wonder how the enemy came so close to your door.
You take what you wnat from one another,
With force you tear the world a sunder.
Then when you see the blood returned to your lands,
You washthe blame from your hands.
Cowards, I say, and thieves of life itsself,
Yet you claim to live on a higher shelf.
Let the fire consume you.