The orders passed, as news breaks out
Officials have declared
The diplomatic strain was not resolved
And once again the peace talks failed
As head of state puts pen to paper
A clearance to attack a new frontier
The nation marvels
As the war machine kicks into gear
Mobilization of grim assets
The power of fire and steel
Escorted by an entourage of experts
Their one objective is to kill
Ear piercing harmonies of grating metal
The deployment has begun
Commencement of offensive operations
The enemies shall topple one by one
Truth in the hands
Of the righteous authorities
The rise of the just
All targets locked and ready
Opponent lurks in unfamiliar terrain
The triggers click and set off the inferno
Of yet another bloody, merciless campaign
The earth accepts discarded matter
The ash, the blood, the sweat
The fragments of the fallen stay behind
Awaiting their days of lament
No price is too unreasonable
When honour is at stake
Blood weighs as much as water
To those who don't grieve at the wake
The war machine advances
As the money fuels the hungry fire
The power in the hands of those
Who clench the power to conspire
Blood on the hands of corrupt authorities
The demise of the truth
Miscreant
Miscreant at the helm
The truth will always find a place to hide
In the cracks of deceptive formalities
While reliable sources rely on rewards
In exchange for distorted realities
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