The fiend did rise again
From the darkness of his den
Blood-soaked chin

Still thirsting
For your next of kin


Cares not for your loss
Screaming: "you know who's your boss
Give me more

Don't be sore
Who cares who you adore"


We were not told what would be done
Kept in the dark
With our daughters and sons

They traded innocence for once
For all, for guns


We were not sure what could be won
Or if we should surcome
To all the wishes of the one

Or save our freedom

Sent off to their deaths

To pay an unknown debt
To a leader they've never met
Pawns for goals he set


We were not told what would be done
Kept in the dark

With our daughters and sons
They traded innocence for once
For all, for guns


We were not sure what could be won
Or if we should surcome

To all the wishes of the one
Or save our freedom


We were not sure what could be won
Or if we should surcome
To all the wishes of the one

Or save our freedom
And run