The Art Of War

Life torn apart by lust and vice
Humanity's suffering
Hope's a mere disguise

The war machine grinds ever on

A war to own more than the need to survive
The power that be eager to thrive

Hope's a mere disguise

The art of war
There is no victory
Only a million who weep

A million who weep

Blood stains the earth beneath our feet
The innocent, twisted, converted into rage and hate
War was never their fate
War was never the way

A war to own more than the need to survive
The power that be eager to thrive

Echo through the desolation
As the war machine grinds again

The art of war
Bathe in the blood of the innocent
The art of war
The rivers flow with blood of the innocent

A hunger for the taste of flesh
A hunger for human decay

Blood stains the earth beneath our feet
The innocent, twisted, converted into rage and hate
War was never their fate
War was never the way

The art of war

Life torn apart by lust and vice
Humanity's suffering
Hope's a mere disguise