This soul was born for battle,
My heart was built for war,
These eyes see through the lies,
Filled with disgust!
Strip back the utopian rhetoric,
And you'll find a sickness at the core,
A septic carcass rotting out,
Filled with disgust!
We are the dead,
Empty lives, empty heads.
Guilty is as guilty fucking does!
Filled with disgust.
All we have to believe are the lies that they feed us!
All we have to choose is the right to obey!
Pray this time will be our mark on history,
When the shadow games and agendas are wiped the fuck away!
There is no such thing as different shades of truth,
It'a black or white, do or die!
Filled with disgust.
You tie your noose with your lies but the world keeps turning.
"Swing low" we cry but the world keeps turning,
turning without you.
It keeps turning without you!
'Cause all we have to believe are the lies that they feed us!
Born for battle,
all we have to choose is the right to obey!
Built for war.
This song was born for battle,
My heart was built for war.
Built for fucking war!
Aaaaah!
This song was built for war!
Swing,
Swing,
Swing,
Swing! (x3)
swing, motherfuckers!
Again!
Built for war!
Built for fucking war!
compositores: Benjamin Michael Gordon, Jeffrey Cleve Ling, Luke Kilpatrick, Winston Thomas McCall
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