Gorefest Peace Of Paper
Thousand years of hate Like a hand that's choking you Forgotten how to breathe Killed a thousand men Died a thousand deaths In your sweat dreams A symphony of destruction The agony you conduct With a video of torture The downfall of a race A general rehearsal Of all great things to come Reality-TV, delivers to you On request, your private war War means business Even if it's a civil one It brings together nations Who try to force down peace A peace of paper