Holy Wars... The Punishment Due

Lead: Mustaine

Brother will kill brother

Spilling blood across the land

Killing for religion

Something I don't understand

Fools like me who cross the sea

And come to foreign lands

Ask the sheep for their belief

Do you kill on God's command?

A country that's divided

Surely will not stand

My past erased, no more disgrace

No foolish naive stand

The end is near, it's crystal clear

Part of the master plan

Don't look now to Israel

It might be your homeland

Holy Wars

Lead: Friedman

Up on my podium, as the know-it-all scholar

Down in my seat of judgement, gavel's bang, uphold the law

Up on my soapbox, a leader out to change the world

Down in my pulpit as the holier-than-thou, could-be-messenger of God

Wage the war on organized crime

Sneak attacks, rappel down the rocks behind the lines

Some people risk to employ me

Some people live to destroy me

Either way they die

They die

Lead: Friedman

They killed my wife and my baby

With hopes to enslave me

First mistake...

Last mistake!

Paid by the alliance, to slay all the giants

Next mistake...

No more mistakes

Lead: Friedman

Lead: Mustaine

Fill the cracks in with judicial granite

Because I don't say it, don't mean I ain't thinking it

Next thing you know, they'll take my thoughts away

I know what I said now I must scream

Of the overdose and the lack of mercy killings

Mercy killings, mercy killings, killings, killings, killings

Next thing you know they'll take my thoughts away