Thantophobia

Crushed skulls laying over acres of land
Blood spilled covering masses of sand
Soldiers laying dead, have they made thier stand?
Still holding his gun in his cold dead hand
Did they die in vain or did they die like a man?
Smoke still fills the air well after the war
So much death you know that there's more
drivers dead as his tank engine still roars
Even maggots to scared to touch this horror
Ask yourself what is worth dying for!

And the broken bones of mindless drones
Your sent to fight people you don't even know
How'd this war start, your so far from home
Thousands of soldiers yet your still all alone
Your sent to die to protect others lives
But you still need to ask yourself why
Till the dust from chrushed bones hits your eye
All you can do is cry

Death, hate, it's what we're fed
Go out and die, it's why we're bred
Rebell or except your fate
Live free or give into hate
Right before the last soldier fell,
with the rest of his army resting hell
Did he take one last look at the sky?
Did his live flash before, before his eyes?
When everyone's dead, who one the war?
Did they die for a cause, if not than what for?
When everyone's dead, who one the war?
Did they die for a cause, if not than what the fuck for?

Death, hate, it's what we're fed
Go out and die, it's why we're bred
Rebell or except your fate
Live free or give into hate