[Music: D.Gildenlow]

['In time of war the first casualty is truth.']
['What broke in a man when he could bring himself to kill another?']

We've seen it before
but safe on our suburb screens.
Now I am here in the flesh,
A witness of war in this godforsaken scene.
Far from those grey walls

See children with guns,
hatred and fear in their eyes.
They shoot to release their pain.
A conflict to solve
no matter if someone dies.
Protecting our interests...

Look around,
soon there'll be but ruins to be found
(What is the prize...)
Winner will be the last that stands
(for this game we play?)

Lethal moves
in a game of chess for the depraved
(And who are the ones)
King or p___? Are you worth to save?
(that finally pay?)

If we eat more we'll get
a handful of nothing.
We'll be swallowing dirt.
If we push more we'll get
a fistful of enough.
We'll be swallowing blood

They told me
that we could actually save human lives,
That armies would preserve the peace.
And my work would save,
solve and build bonds
Only lies!
And I fed their wallets...

It's strange how we speak
of civilised views while we buy
that media warface they sell.
A makeup for "Them";
so we can decide who's to die
Cause we love it easy.

Here they are
- take a good look at the beasts of war!
Let the rain wash that paint away.

Deep inside
everyone's a mothers little child
Longing home,
lost and led astray.

And we prey on this decay!

If we eat more we'll get,
a handful of nothing.
We'll be left with the dirt.
If we push more we'll get,
a fistful of enough.
I leave this machine...

I left my life to ease my pain.
But I cannot find that cleansing rain...

Look around
soon there'll be but ruins to be found
We can change
- it's all in our minds...

[Solo D. Gildenlow]

Step by step
hate controls
every heart
every soul.
Every gun
pointed at
those we paint
as Enemies.

We provide
what they need
to let the
game proceed.
Stuck in machines
somewhere,
we build
the cross they bear.

Arm to solve,
kill to save...
God I've felt
how it smells!
My land's my home
- we're blind!
I'm sick of
the blood I find!

Step by step
greed controls
every heart
every soul.
Arm to kill,
kill to live
- God how could
I believe...

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