'Cause it all starts now
When you pull the fuckin' pin
The shrapnel burns as it tears into your skin
Ever wonder what it takes
To be questioning your faith
This is what it's like when
It happens every God damn Day
Violence is a way of life
Shards of life
Like confetti in the air
The flesh storm grows
As it breeds despair
You hear the screams
In the distance, fighting the resistance
Not cries of war
These are just the sounds of pain
It's all just psychotic devotion
Manipulated with no discretion
(Lead - Hanneman)
Killing's in style
And it's now the main event
The cameras are whores
For the daily bloodshed
Like a junkie
Hungry for a fix of anything
The media devours and feasts upon the inhumane
Violence is our way of life
It's all too fuckin clear
We can never coincide
So lets all drink to genocide
All the venomous sights
Border on the arcane
In times of war
Everything is bound by pain.
Its all just psychotic devotion
Manipulated with no discretion
Warfare knows no compassion
Thrives with no evolution
Unstable minds exacerbate
Unrest in peace.
(Lead - King)
There's no future
The world is dead
So save that last
Bullet for your head
Only the fallen have won
Because the fallen can't run
My vision's not obscure
For war there is no cure
So hear the only law
Men killing men for someone else's cause
Its all just psychotic devotion
Manipulated with no discretion
Its all just psychotic devotion
Manipulated with no discretion
Take a deep breath 'Cause it all starts now When you pull the fuckin' pin The shrapnel burns as it tears into your skin Ever wonder what it takes To be questioning your faith This is what it's like when It happens every God damn Day Violence is a way of life Shards of life Like confetti in the air The flesh storm grows As it breeds despair You hear the screams In the distance, fighting the resistance Not cries of war These are just the sounds of pain It's all just psychotic devotion Manipulated with no discretion (Lead - Hanneman) Killing's in style And it's now the main event The cameras are whores For the daily bloodshed Like a junkie Hungry for a fix of anything The media devours and feasts upon the inhumane Violence is our way of life It's all too fuckin clear We can never coincide So lets all drink to genocide All the venomous sights Border on the arcane In times of war Everything is bound by pain. Its all just psychotic devotion Manipulated with no discretion Warfare knows no compassion Thrives with no evolution Unstable minds exacerbate Unrest in peace. (Lead - King) There's no future The world is dead So save that last Bullet for your head Only the fallen have won Because the fallen can't run My vision's not obscure For war there is no cure So hear the only law Men killing men for someone else's cause Its all just psychotic devotion Manipulated with no discretion Its all just psychotic devotion Manipulated with no discretion Explain Request ×
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