اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
High-definition slaughter on a five-inch screen
The budget's bloated but the conscience is lean
We're calculating craters in the sovereign sand
While the masters of the parlor never soil a hand
A proxy puppet dancing on a digital wire
Feeding the furnace, keeping profits on fire
It's a symphony of shrapnel and a ledger of blood
Tucking sons and daughters into overpriced mud
The geography of mercy has been redrawn in gold
Just another fucking story that's already been sold
Satellites are watching while the bakeries burn
Waiting for the optics and the fiscal return
The ethics are a footnote in a quarterly slide
There's nowhere for the collateral damage to hide
Check the ticker tape, see the dividends rise
As the phosphorus rains from the indifferent skies
No silence for the martyrs, no rest for the ghosts
Just a million new likes for the war crime posts!
It's a symphony of shrapnel and a ledger of blood
Tucking sons and daughters into overpriced mud
The geography of mercy has been redrawn in gold
Just another fucking story that's already been sold
We watch the feed, we scroll the pain
Another digit in their gain
It's a symphony of shrapnel and a ledger of blood
Tucking sons and daughters into overpriced mud
The geography of mercy has been redrawn in gold
Just another fucking story that's already been sold
