The fiend did rise again
From the darkness of his den
Blood-soaked chin
Still thirsting
For your next of kin
Cares not for your loss
Screaming: you know who's your boss
Give me more
Don't be sore
Who cares who you adore
We were not told what would be done
Kept in the dark
With our daughters and sons
They traded innocence for once
For all, for guns
We were not sure what could be won
Or if we should surcome
To all the wishes of the one
Or save our freedom
Sent off to their deaths
To pay an unknown debt
To a leader they've never met
Pawns for goals he set
We were not told what would be done
Kept in the dark
With our daughters and sons
They traded innocence for once
For all, for guns
We were not sure what could be won
Or if we should surcome
To all the wishes of the one
Or save our freedom
We were not sure what could be won
Or if we should surcome
To all the wishes of the one
Or save our freedom
And run