Destroyer of Dreams Thy Art Is Murder
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Father won't be coming home, the child cries
As we savor such sweet sorrow
No, my angel, you must witness
The greatest martyrfication
Of the failed design
Of wretched civilization
We fall as far as devils' arms can stretch
God was once but may he rest
In this putrid basin
Of bloodstained glass and bullet casings
The world was bright, the world was yours
The world was pure but it is no more
This world is hell's for the taking
Close the coffin, bury your sons
And realize no war is ever won
Still we charge to the beat of the drum
Selfish fools, what have we become?
Mechanized
Assembly lines
Churning out sophisticated death designs
War machine
So refined
Mutilated bodies on the front line
As we savor such sweet sorrow
No, my angel, you must witness
The greatest martyrfication
Of the failed design
Of wretched civilization
We fall as far as devils' arms can stretch
God was once but may he rest
In this putrid basin
Of bloodstained glass and bullet casings
The world was bright, the world was yours
The world was pure but it is no more
This world is hell's for the taking
Close the coffin, bury your sons
And realize no war is ever won
Still we charge to the beat of the drum
Selfish fools, what have we become?
Mechanized
Assembly lines
Churning out sophisticated death designs
War machine
So refined
Mutilated bodies on the front line
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