- cifra
We're burning at the stakes now
Our angels from afar
Have come to live in ghost towns
Build tombs of blackened char
I've seen the messengers
But they were not for me
They said we are black witches
Part of an industry
War!
This is what it sounds like
War!
Cries unsynchronized
War!
This is what it sounds like
War!
To keep us terrified
We keep the cameras rollin'
So we can televize
All that we've been controllin'
To keep you mesmerized
Mark hit the right explosions
Just like celebrities
Commercialize religions
And their inequities
War!
This is what it sounds like
War!
Cries unsynchronized
War!
This is what it sounds like
War!
To keep us terrified
War!
This is what it sounds like
War!
Cries unsynchronized
War!
This is what it sounds like
War!
To keep us terrified
This is what it sounds like
Cries unsynchronized
This is what it sounds like
To keep us terrified
