Album: Third World Genocide [2005]
They come to rule and not by chance
Aided by a bloodied lance
No elections needed here
Such things mundane are not their way
A thousand rivals lying dead
And their families starved, decayed
No relief by foreign aid
A poisoned dagger is their way !
Government by those who kill
And then collect from U.N. tills
They live on aid and ask for more
When all it does is pay for way !
So carefree
Your killing spree
I must be blind I can't see
Tell me what is human life worth ! (3)
The skies cry bloody tears !
Aided by a bloodied lance
No elections needed here
Such things mundane are not their way
A thousand rivals lying dead
And their families starved, decayed
No relief by foreign aid
A poisoned dagger is their way !
Government by those who kill
And then collect from U.N. tills
They live on aid and ask for more
When all it does is pay for way !
So carefree
Your killing spree
I must be blind I can't see
Tell me what is human life worth ! (3)
The skies cry bloody tears !
Contributed by giorgio - 2009/7/12 - 09:12
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