War will reign supreme With the iron fist prevailing, destroying dreams of peace And innocence will suffer all in the name of wealth Transform this world of ours into a living hell
Rivers of blood will wash away hope of a better life The stained humanity
And the child with the vision in this mind makes a transformation to a martyr Opportunities have passed him by the fight to bring his nation power
War will reign supreme With the compromises failing, this conflict sickens me The innocent will suffer, because of a sacred text Transform this world of ours into a living hell
Thrown to the lions, a small price to pay In the eyes of pigs who wallow in authority Their only vision a circus of decay In the disguise of our salvation they lead us to our graves
