Send them in, another dozen dead walking men.
Hell-bent suppliers of the dead meat dividers.
With old man betrayers of the endgame faith buyers.
No more holy kiss - missile launch fillers.
With heaven’s breadwinners cutting everyman killers.
Give the networks something fresh to say, while their children pray safe on shore toasting to old blood.
Give the networks something fresh to say, while their children pray safe on shore toasting to old blood.
Send them in!!! This day will never end.
Families’ eyes will never dry.
But broken statues stand so clear.
May the gods watch over them, cause men will only watch over gold.
Right and wrong are just suggestions anyway.
Life and death are just suggestions anyway.