Fighting to honor your country, by nature a virtuous deed
But those in power serve dual masters, one foreign, one greed
Command betrays its legion, derision towards the fleet
That bleeds for spineless bastards
Justified by doctored history
Acropolis beseeches thy life for thy ruler
To fight our causes just
Acclimate to poverty, disease, for our war
Through kings, czars, papacy, mein president
The song remains the same
Elite vice ordained command for more war
Aspiring Alexanders masquerading phallic fortitude
No force designed to conquer, only monetary dreams
Ransack another populace
Hardening once peaceful mindsets
The terrorists you war, you breed
And send our young to a slaughter
So tell me coward, how will you comfort the dying soldier?
Will you assure the means to this end are justified?
A meaning more than just the cash in your in pockets
With their last gasps, promise heaven?
What family will you support in this darkest hour?
A tale reviled, innocence led to the field, butchered
And when the conflict wanes, portray a fallacy of peace
For you would bear the mark, disciple of Cain
Bleed your servants dry
Life usurpers, profit vultures
Proxy conquerors, fucking worms
Newborn children torn from their mothers
Bred for profit, nothing more
Armed with pre-selected caskets
They march, for your war
Advocators, how are the frontlines?
Locked inside luxury homes
Far from the stench of fallen soldiers
They die, for your fucking war