In Times of War

Don't look back, nothing's left
 But the blood-red text on the planet Earth's epitaph
 Here they lie, the human race
 They fucked themselves, and laid Earth waste
 Blind to the fact that the bomb was coming down
 Their sanity was sold for a beggar's hand-out
 What they got is what they made
 The final act of this tragedy ends with pain
 So drunk with power, they sit laughing at ground zero
 One more drink, push a button, and let the fuckers go
 It's a drama, it's a game, and lastly, it's a joke
 What's left for the ones who never had a chance to know
 That the powers inside are driven with the lust to fight
 So they hand us their lies, and say it's gonna be alright
 But the truth to it is, they tax us just to kill ourselves
 And our very own bombs will blow us all to hell
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 Reckless, our neglect multiplies
 The children of a cold war left behind
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 Come and see the doctor, Strangelove is here
 No other superpower means nothing to fear
 Who needs a fucking treaty, when we have guns
 Fuck the little countries, let's have some fun
 Thinking back to where we came from
 We can see how far we've come
 But the price of our intentions
 Burns us like the heat on the surface of the sun
 Who can know what foul intentions
 Start inside the human mind?
 For only the proud human being
 Could conjure up a plan to obliterate his kind
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 The flash of light was quick to blind me
 Much like the lies they told me before
 So naive, we thought it was all over
 But history returns with another world war