The dirge

Hysteria amplified
Through television advertised
Conquer, divide
Where will they lead the blind

Lines are drawn
To the king and pawn
Prayers are loudly read
Only heard by the dead
With tons of steel
We'll make them kneel

Now! When vangeance falls
Fire! Is all you'll see
Forget what the world used to be
When you march into hell with me

In war the first casualty is truth

Violence glorified
By men in suits when worlds collide
Intolerant ways
Will set the world ablaze

For every truth we turn
Another future we burn
All hail the glorious dead
For coin and oil they've bled

For every life we take
Our tolerance we break
All hail the glorious dead
They are dead to what's said