SONG of the EOWAN SLAVES
Look at your young men fighting
Look at your women crying
Look at your young men dying
The way they’ve always done before
Look at the hate your breeding
Look at the fear we’re feeding
Look at the lives we’re leading
The way we’ve always done before
My mind is drugged, my hands are tied
These minions shift from side to side
And the wars go on with brainwashed pride
For the love of man and our human rights
And all these things are swept aside
By bloody hands time can’t deny
We are washed away by genocide
And history hides the lies of our bloody wars
I don’t need your bloody war
It feeds the rich while it buries the poor
Wicked witches keeping soldiers
In a human cattle stall
I don’t need your bloody war
Oh, oh no, no, no, no, no
Look at the shoes you’re filling
Look at the blood we’re spilling
Look at the world we’re killing
The way you’ve always done before
Look in the doubt we’ve wallowed
Look at the leaders we’ve followed
Look at the lies we’ve swallowed
And I don’t want to hear no more
My mind is drugged, my hands are tied
For all I’ve seen has changed my mind
But still the wars go on as the years go by
With no love of man or human rights
Now all these dreams are swept aside
By bloody hands of the hypnotized
Who carry blades of homicide
And history bears the scars of our bloody wars
I don’t need your bloody war
It feeds the rich while it buries the poor
Wicked witches keeping soldiers
In a human cattle stall.