OUR ALBUMS

Nothing learned, nothing changed, peace is something strange

They feed the warmachines, let them scream,
Scream for more in the name of mars the god of war
Bread and games is what the humans need,
To entertain the masses they let them bleed,
Feed the lions with human flesh
With blood and tears they’re making cash

To pay the wars, to pay the whores,
same old race same old horse

Let the lions out, out of their cage, let them in the ring,
In the name of caesar cause he’s the king
A man’s heart beats like a drum,
He fights in front of this human scum,
He fights to feed their hungry eyes,
just for fun they watch him die

Tooth for tooth eye for eye, born to fight live to die

The smell, the smell of death, is in the air,
Start a new nightmare
In the name of god cause he’s everywhere
A man learns to fight right from the start,
Made of steel without a human heart,
Train him hard to feed the warmachine,
Cause we all know only the toughest win

That’s what we learn in early childhood days,
That’s what leads to our wrong ways