Mothers Die, Fathers Kill 歌詞

letter posted hits the floor crack it son is time for war pack your bags and kiss your wife vacation where you're taking lifes from others got your helmet grab your gun run to the front you'll have such fun now point your riffle at the targget to take the life of someone's son or mother random target, such a body pile rise puppet heart's breaking now's the price of shame finger twisted, has the shots are fired hired assassins hold their breaths as lifes just fades in pain mothers die...fathers kill they fight an unstopable war 'til all their blood spills mothers die...fathers fucking kill... manipulated meat for the machine thrown in the grinder passes through it like shit instant hero just had weaponry corporates of fool, agents of devilry crosses align, bullets at a spine numberless, numb skulls nurshed nationalistic none sense high velocity, solution...delivered