• All we do is breed fear and hate
    Nothing is certain with our fate
    Fly us out here in a metal crate
    In the middle of the dust and rocks
    Watching a year go by on our clocks
    Never knowing when Death knocks
    They give us guns and say fight
    Shed your blood in the day and the night
    Do it for your country, for your right
    Not caring what happens to us
    Complete strangers we must trust
    Its all a game to them dawn to dusk
    "You're a soldier, be proud"
    They scream at us so loud
    Be proud? Of this asinine crowd
    To them we are just products
    Lined up in a row like ducks
    Being pushed til we're broken down trucks
    Young men and women fighting
    Every mother and father is crying
    for every soldier that is dying
    This has been going on and on forever
    There can't be a never
    War is forever and ever
    Blood that can't be washed from our hands
    Nightmares from what happened on those lands
    Brained washed to think its glorified, thanks today's bands
    This is nothing more than a pure hell
    Everyday another ring from a bell
    Everyday another heart breaking letter in the mail
    Whats so great about a mass homicide
    Whats so great about taking part in this lawful genocide
    Whats so great about your souls suicide
    Such a great example to our youth
    Everyday the news covers the truth
    Everyone lying through every tooth
    Only two ways from here we can part
    Survive this and get on the flying cart
    Or take a bullet, that kills the beating heart