Lyrics Conflicts - Merciless Sun Gods
Lives
are
signed
to
these
books
of
war
Mothers
cry
tears
of
blood
for
sons
and
many
more
500,000
dead
in
iraq,
and
for
what
No
wmd's
found,
we
didn't
call
bush's
bluff
We
live
by
the
pen,
and
die
by
the
gun
Any
records
kept
must
be
expunged
People
filled
with
hate,
what
happened
to
love
We
want
it
to
stop,
what
has
to
be
done
War
is
a
business,
lives
ain't
a
factor
If
there's
any
criticism,
call
them
a
bad
actor
Claws
of
a
dragon,
and
speed
of
a
raptor
Obama
administration
spread
a
war
of
terror
They
say
the
cost
of
freedom
is
civilian
lives
But
what
is
freedom
if
its
only
to
die
In
truth,
our
safety
is
a
lie
The
mercy
of
the
government
is
the
only
thing
keeping
us
alive
They
keep
books
of
war
in
the
land
of
the
free
They
say
that
violence
is
the
only
way
to
keep
the
peace
But
in
reality,
our
only
freedom
is
to
bleed
American
empire,
domination
is
our
creed
Yo
It's
a
book
of
war
Sentimental
value
They
took
your
core
Took
your
home
Took
away
the
microphone,
ya
loan
And
everyone
you've
ever
known
There's
no
rules
to
it,
better
used
to
it
If
you
can't
protect
ya
neck
man
then
put
a
noose
to
it
Cause
if
you
can't
survive,
these
knives
can
ruin
ya
lives
Sharper
than
swords
from
children
who
see
death
in
their
eyes
And
these
AK's
and
m4's
they'll
never
stop
shooting
Another
town
down,
now
let's
all
start
looting
The
hate
will
never
end,
a
force
you'll
always
tend
to
trend
And
Americans
die,
and
lose
their
lives
tryna
fend
Everyone
complains
that
their
life
just
sucks
But,
you
still
had
friends
When
insanity
struck,
uh
And
now
you're
shit
out
of
luck
Cause
at
least
you're
not
in
war
Givin
yourself
up
They
keep
books
of
war
in
the
land
of
the
free
They
say
that
violence
is
the
only
way
to
keep
the
peace
But
in
reality,
our
only
freedom
is
to
bleed
American
empire,
domination
is
our
creed
Liberating
fortresses
of
the
economically
unfortunate
Lobbing
nades
over
shoulders
onto
torches
barely
lit
and
it
Pains
my
emotions
to
witness
the
corrosion
that
is
product
of
The
governments
need
to
have
a
tournament
Cynical
leaders
transmitting
cryptical
messages
Writing
propagandic
books
with
interesting
premises
Sinistral
filters
on
information,
keep
us
limited
The
majority
of
a
nation
left
helpless
but
inquisitive
A
primitive
way
to
keep
their
power
infinitive
Don't
ask
questions
if
you
want,
but
you
will
never
truly
live
Slipping
through
alleys
to
avoid
the
destruction
The
sound
of
grenades
alone
can
inflict
a
concussion
Running
back
and
forth
around
dynamic
battle
lines
The
brutality
and
madness
over
time
will
bend
your
mind
The
forest
so
close
that
all
you
can
smell
are
pines
At
the
end
of
the
day,
you
pray
that
there
is
still
home
to
find
They
keep
books
of
war
in
the
land
of
the
free
They
say
that
violence
is
the
only
way
to
keep
the
peace
But
in
reality,
our
only
freedom
is
to
bleed
American
empire,
domination
is
our
creed
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