Lost Generation

For at least a million deaths to come out
We'll let the shook and darkened bodies
A wall of muck that couldn't hold a human
The short timers became the preying parties

The dread war, as proof we see in angry
The profiteers, their lust for their money

The backliners wouldn't stop the production
Of the weapons of a lost generation

But where all the past took glory
The short timers in evil have been the judges
How they show us no room for mercy
So many corpses burst into ashes

The dread war, as proof we see in angry
The profiteers, their lust for their money

The backliners wouldn't stop the production
Of the weapons of a lost generation

Nothing new, only worse than the trends
The story should have been the last blow
Suddenly the hopes start to crash
There should have been no giant tomorrow

The dread war, as proof we see in angry
The profiteers, their lust for their money

The backliners wouldn't stop the production
Of the weapons of a lost generation
The backliners wouldn't stop the production
Of the weapons of a lost generation