Eyes in the back of your head brainwashed babies force fed
War is an art & not viewed on walls it's the kind that
Leaves you seeing nothing at all
No mystery,no cast of honor bootprints map the world
Brace for impact,run for cover bomb blast skies do tell
Campaining for peace for millions tank tracks map the world
Unsuccessful peace talks over the elite control the world
How can we live with all this tragedy trapped inside
The walls of a controlling mind
Hey in the trenches grenades fly high
Today is a good day to die
Dogface
Stalking tracks paranoia strikes your head constant insecurities
Reoccurring peace talks over time's up as you fall to your knees
No boundaries too far to travel the sargeant screams the words
Keep your head down returning fire this war never ends
How can we live with all this agony pushed aside
Beliefs from a contorted kind how can we live this man made fantasy
And it's time the people of this world unite
Ten Hut stap your boots on check your gear ready your weapon
Dogface
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