punkpunk

postitas: FrankIero - 29.12.2017, 2017-12-29 19:42, loetud: 1458x

Vile old men in a pentagon office
Looking at the world through blood-stained glasses
Lining their pockets with human flesh
But all their money stinks of death
Senseless killing for corporate profit that's their foreign policy
These criminals are unknown
You never hear their names
They sit in their offices
Playing multinational murder games
It's worse than you can imagine
Millions have already died
But there are no laws in this game
And no one pays for their crimes

Märksõnad: antischism