Production of deadly chemical arms
Lusting for power
Battle lines drawn
Troops in position
Battalions await
Sowing the seeds of our impending fate
Ashes to ashes
Bodies to burn
Senseless and endless
They never learn
Wake up screaming
Wake up screaming
Wake up screaming
Wake up screaming
A bomb the life from mother and son
God is a bullet
Heaven a gun
Superior fashioned from nuclear waste
The well has been poisoned
Just have a taste
We had all the peace money could buy
That’s over now
We’re all gonna die