The Price Of Dying

Read the papers, you’ll find whatever you think you need
Words deceive us, as all life’s grime descends on me
Desecration, of what a human’s supposed to be
Desolation, is all my eyes can see

We bleed for war, should we be fighting?
We bleed for war

Precious symbols, control and chain us without a care
Their deceptions, leave us empty will starve our air
Here’s a question, what future do you want to see?
Misconceptions, twisting realities

We bleed for war, should we be fighting?
We smash these bones, our sinews grinding
We’ll never know the price of dying
We bleed for war