On behalf of the unnamed soldiers
Dies for their country in some faraway place
Some returned expecting glory

Baby killers got spit upon their face

With napalm, we're villains, we're burning the children

To death, Obsessed

Put there by liars, the money messiahs, decay, obey

Shoot, kill, good will, God is on our side
Don't ask your task, do what you must do


Your door to Hell, Hell, your door to Hell

Open season for the fascists

To test their toys out
On this frail human race
Some burned the flag

And denied them
While others marched off
To save a nation's face


Hiding in the trenches
Their lungs filled with stenches

Of death, Obsessed
Most who enlisted
No longer existed

Slain in vain
Shoot kill good will
Christian soldiers

Don't ask your task
Do as you're told