The Art Of War

Life torn apart by lust and vice Humanity's suffering Hope's a mere disguise The war machine grinds ever on A war to own more than the need to survive The power that be eager to thrive Hope's a mere disguise The art of war There is no victory Only a million who weep A million who weep Blood stains the earth beneath our feet The innocent, twisted, converted into rage and hate War was never their fate War was never the way A war to own more than the need to survive The power that be, eager to thrive Echo through the desolation As the war machine grinds again The art of war Bathe in the blood of the innocent The art of war The rivers flow with blood of the innocent A hunger for the taste of flesh A hunger for human decay Blood stains the earth beneath our feet The innocent, twisted, converted into rage and hate War was never their fate War was never the way Blood stains the earth beneath our feet The innocent, twisted, converted into rage and hate War was never their fate War was never the way The art of war Life torn apart by lust and vice Humanity's suffering Hope's a mere disguise