Spoken Words: these leaders can care less
As the sit on their throne of flesh
They send our troops across the sea
And tell them to fight for their country
These leaders spread their disease
Upon our society
Wasting all these human lives
And take away all our rights
Verse #1: they ask why do you cry out Unless there is a vision of horror
House reeks of death and dripping blood
Tiss the odor of an altered sacrifice it is the stench of the death
Of the dead mans tomb
Midnight fog moving in so very slow
Bringing hunchback surgeons and scissor men
Taste thy blood from our blades this can not be a dream
It has to be a fantasy it must not be our reality
Chorus (2x): sitting on a throne of flesh
Upon these human souls
They wish for our last breathe
These leaders can care less
Verse #2: they say that war is the way of mankind
But don’t understand what is ruling our minds
Sending in the kids to a sacrifice
Ripping out every heart that has a soul
Tearing away all the covers of their lies Sitting like kings or royalty
Ripping at our dignity never opening their eyes to see
Never wanting to spill their blood for you or me
Chorus (2x): sitting on a throne of flesh
Upon these human souls
They wish for our last breathe
These leaders can care less