In Times Of War

Don't look back, nothing's left 

But the blood-red text on the planet Earth's epitaph

Here they lie, the human race

They fucked themselves, and laid Earth waste

Their sanity was sold for a beggar's hand-out

What they got is what they made

the final act of this tragedy ends with pain



So drunk with power, they sit laughing at ground zero

One more drink, push a button, and let the fuckers go

It's a drama, it's a game, and lastly, it's a joke

What's left for the ones who never had a chance to know

That the powers inside are driven with the lust to fight

so they hand us their lies, and say it's gonna be alright

But the truth to it is, they tax us just to kill ourselves

And our very own bombs will blow us all to hell



Reckless, our neglect multiplies

The children of a cold war left behind



No other superpower means nothing to fear

Who needs a fucking treaty, when we got guns

Fuck the little countries, lets have some fun



Thinking back to where we came from

But the price of our intentions 

Burns us like the heat on the surface of the sun

Who can know what foul intentions

start inside the human mind?

For only the proud human being could conjure up a plan to obliterate his kind.



The flash of light was quick to blind me

Much like the lies they told me before

So naive, we thought it was all over

But history returns with another world war