Paroles de Marching To The Killing Rhythm

A grand deception Disguised as gods redemption Forcefed delusions of grandeur Calling out for A willing sacrifice Of a nameless enemy Necessary losses Fulfill the bloodlust fantasy See through this fa§ade Of retribution This machine Is marching to the killing rhythm Spilling blood in veign [probably means "vain"] Subdues the vengeful masses So put your blinders on Replace your conscious with a flag So you can forget Money runs thicker than blood