We’re all enslaved by this war machine
Coaxing us to keep our faith
Disillusioned by promises of protection
From dreadful dangers said to come our way
Destroyed by the fight, the homes, towns and lifes
To those burnt alive there’s just no peace or care
We can’t find peace
It all fucked up
Watch their news, twist what’s true
When we’re all just puppets, victims, weak and doomed
A storm brews, yeah it’s true
And we’re all spectators who are force-fed news
The monstrous mutter of machine gun rounds
Muffles ceaseless screams of the town
All the while a vile black smoke spirals
Another body’s laid to rest in the ground
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