Nuclear bombs leave the lands in a desolate waste,
The flooding mustard gas leaves such a bitter taste.
Titans of industry spill corporate blood,
While their heels grind the serfs into the mud.
One man proposes change, but falls short.
Others follow him, despite the nasty retorts.
A world now in peace,
Made from their fleece.
Towns everywhere celebrate in joy,
A woman makes a man from a boy.
She is found a whore,
And is thought of no more.
A world that lies to itself will fall,
Even with the protests of all.
A soldier faces a bullet for a nation in deprivation,
A firefighter gives his life to save girl in suffocation.
They pass from the world without a thought,
Some willingly call this peace, but I can not.
So smoke away at your fags and drunkenly raise the flag,
Repeating words you dont understand as if it is just a rag.
But it is all fine as long there is pride.
Never mind how ignorance brands your hide.
This world is just a repetition,
Looking for war in peace for its fixation
We have not earned our death,
Only the right to suffer with each breath.