The Dirge کے بول

Hysteria amplified Through television advertised Conquer, divide Where will they lead the blind Lines are drawn To the king and pawn Prayers are loudly read Only heard by the dead With tons of steel We'll make them kneel Now! When vangeance falls Fire! Is all you'll see Forget what the world used to be When you march into hell with me In war the first casualty is truth Violence glorified By men in suits when worlds collide Intolerant ways Will set the world ablaze For every truth we turn Another future we burn All hail the glorious dead For coin and oil they've bled For every life we take Our tolerance we break All hail the glorious dead They are dead to what's said