Father wont be coming home
The child cries
As we savor such sweet sorrow
No, my angel, you must witness
The greatest martyrfication
Of the failed design
Of wretched civilization
We fall as far as devils arms can stretch
God was once but may he rest
In this putrid basin of bloodstained glass
And bullet casings
The world was bright
The world was yours
The world was pure
But it is no more
This world is hells for the taking
Close the coffin, bury your sons
And realize no war is ever won
Still we charge to the beat of the drum
Selfish fools, what have we become?
Mechanized assembly lines
Churning out sophisticated death designs
War machine, so refined
Mutilated bodies on the front line
Corpses line the streets, set ablaze
Survivors guilty conscience
Counting down the days
Losing their identity
Hunting down the enemy
Wallow in the misery
Of bloodstained memories
Destroyer of dreams
The damage is done
Here comes the beat of the war drum
Here comes the beat of the war drum
Every hand becomes a fist
All hope incinerates
Take sight, aim straight
Close your eyes, annihilate
Close the coffin, bury your sons
And realize no war is ever won
Still we charge to the beat of the drum
Selfish fools, what have we become?
Shadow government dealing punishment
All will worship at the serpents covenant
Human casualties, engineered insanity
Wallow in the misery of bloodstained memories
Destroyer of dreams
The life of mankind
The death in between
Destroyer of dreams
The damage is done
Here comes the beat of the war drum
Here comes the beat of the war drum
Every hand becomes a fist
All hope incinerates
Take sight, aim straight
Close your eyes, annihilate
The world was bright, the world was yours
The world was pure but it is no more
This world is hells for the taking
This world is hells for the taking
Every hand becomes a fist
All hope incinerates
Take sight, aim straight
Close your eyes, annihilate
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