War
(Rhine)


Verse
No country, no quarter
Mothers, fathers, sons and daughters
Everyone is getting slaughtered
On whose orders? Well we all are
Responsible for these crimes of torture
Soldiers gotta keep your head above water
Kill yourself if you’re water-boarded
The list of martyrs is getting shorter
But I’ve got the word and the tape recorder
No room to fail cuz I can’t afford to
The word is sordid but this shit’s important
War in my head, war in Iraq
Still get chills from the terrorist attack
The world turned worse and it won’t turn back
Every day fades into black
.44 to protect myself
40 ounce up upon my shelf
So I’ll drink it, hope it helps
Drowning out all the things I’ve felt
The things I feel, feel so real
Really though, what’s the deal?
We steal from people who don’t got meals
We’re on our heels for the kill, kill, kill
They’ll take your life to get that green
My dream rises above the c.r.e.a.m.
But I can’t dream cuz I can’t sleep
I pull the sheets and I see my being:
Beamin and gleamin I mean I’m even a demon
I bleed my meanings extremely
And always mean what I’m screamin
I plant the beans and I reap ‘em, the edge of the ledge I am leanin’
It seems obscene but I’m cleaning, this new regime of blasphemin’ I’m leadin’
Folded flags and body bags
Folded flags and body bags
Runnin on caffeine with no cream
Just morphine and kerosene
Above the scene in the mezzanine
Extremist themes in the war machine
Fiendish claims that peace is sought
I’ll never be sold and I’ll never be bought
Hold the rope and I’ve thought a lot
Gotta have hope cuz that’s all I’ve got

Chorus
My whole life is war
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Verse
War makes me roar till my throat goes hoarse
Soaring and this chorus of course on course
Life is coarse straight to the source
Never believe in the news reports
I spit that truth, it’s tough to hear it
This is gonna make you hate your parents
Art & Kurt said to take no prisoners
Blood for oil? That’s just business
Oh God, my aubade
In this world there’s Gods and clods
My shits odd, but you’ll applaud
Some people thanking God for the terror squad
Shit’s so flawed, God’s a fraud
You’ll hang me up upon that cross
For the things I say, maybe pay the cost
Ooh and aww when the bombs go off
Smoke and cough from the exhaust
My heart’s too cold to hit defrost
Where was God for the holocaust?
I swear to God my God got lost
Better be ready for Emperor’s Armageddon
And there’s unrest in my chest I guess that hell’s where I’m headin
I’ll never go without a fight
I’m burnin out the candlelight, left or right, black or white
War is murder, no end in sight

Chorus
My whole life is war
Come back for more
This world’s at war
Shake it to the core