Nevermore

Wheels of tanks smashing their soil and
 What do they leave behind their noises?
 Only blood and crying faces
 How can they do
 This pure lamb's slaughter?
 Kill all their fancies
 You're proud to be a god on earth
 Burn all their poor frail houses
 you're crowned with their blood
 Ruin all their fool dreams
 you don't dream you waste your life
 Bury all with your ego
 you write down our doom
 Run with your arms
 taking your sons
 What the hell are you waiting for?
 They are near
 Feel their foulness
 Leave your home and run away
 Firing squads are shooting targets
 Did you hear their laugh
 within these noises?
 Hear the voices of the lambs, they're forgetting their lives
 Into this slaughter
 Kill all their fancies
 You're proud to be a god on earth
 Burn all their poor frail houses
 you're crowned with their blood
 Ruin all their fool dreams
 you don't dream you waste your life
 Bury all with your ego
 you write down our doom
 Run with your arms
 taking your sons
 What the hell are you waiting for?
 They are near
 Feel their foulness
 Leave your home and run away
 You'll run for yours
 seeing the dead around you
 You'll run for me
 I'll be waiting for you
 You don't seem to understand why you are here in this cold sand
 why killing lives gives you such fun, and for your wealth you do it again
 Run with your arms
 taking your sons
 What the hell are you waiting for?
 They are near
 Feel their foulness
 Leave your home and run away
 You'll run for yours
 seeing the dead around you
 You'll run for me
 I'll be waiting for you