Politico-psycho war whoremongers
Blinded by the beaty of death
Derivatives of power conceded by the hour
Death may be all we have left
A contagious form of psycotic neurosis

The final insult
To a stiffening corpse
Drape the flag
He died for his country

Medals of glory
Brought by slaughter
Deprivations of humanity
Ignorance of motives
Driven on by all the war chiefs
Weak as death as he falls to his knees

The wasted life the souls forgotten

Calmness enfolds
His lifeless slumber
But he's dead,
He will not awaken

Destructive minds
No vestige of sense
Bide their time
Bodies are spent
Feed your lies
Of political sense

Dismembered kin,
The visage unremembered
International sin,
No territory unsurrendered
Body of a man,
A man torn limb from limb
Extraction of life,
The tattered shell within

Destructive minds
No vestige of sense
Bide their time
Bodies are spent
Feed your lies
Of political sense

Enemy within,
Land that filled with torture
End of all that's been
Civilisation fractured (stop this!)
Carnage all around
Madness reigns it's terror
Deafening lack of sound
Bound in death forever

Destructive minds
No vestige of sense
Bide their time
Bodies are spent
Feed your lies
Of political sense

Afteramath of battle
On fields of slaughter
Reeking with the stench of decay
Ignorance of motives
Driven on by all the war chiefs
We have killed all we could slay

The countless dead the bodies lie rotting

Fighting to die
For this country of mine
But in the end
What have we accomplished

Destructive minds
No vestige of sense
Bide their time
Bodies are spent
Feed your lies
Of political sense
Destructive minds destroy