human error – billions made as millions die lyrics
(this machine it runs on war. this machine it wants a war.)
this machine it runs on war
m-ss extinction puts it’s feet up, counting bodies as they hit the floor
this machines it runs on war
its operators counting money as the tanks move forward
as the tanks move forward
this machine, this machines wants to go to war
this business is a pimp making the world its wh-r-
raping, k!lling, mutilating, taking sh-t and counting the bodies
the money piling up as it raises a cup of blood
the greedy smile of a machine
cheers to the
billions made, as millions die
thousands of people don’t know
which side to fight
m-ss distraction, as hundreds scream for justice
a sick few make a profit from this wartorn life
everybody wants a f-cking leader, but leaders shouldn’t lead people to their death
everyone is screaming propaganda… methods of control like;
nationalism, racism, monetary and involuntary incarceration. blended with an idolisation of a nation; a deity or god
this movement, that union… something to the tune of a religious inst-tution. celebrity or role model, smiling through their jaded view of life. better yet, a political way of deflecting public sight of the wires that control this…
machine that feasts on destruction and death
machine that wants a war, birthing wastelands; water them down with rivers of blood
drained of life, for profit
this war torn land, it doesn’t swim, it doesn’t float
it only drowns
it only drowns!
drowns in the violence
(d-ckie allen of infant annihilator)
rise to your feet and pledge your allegiance to war, this perilous fight, the bombs echoing at your front door, a fetish of power! power by the m-sses while they sit back, smiling, getting f-cked by those b-st-rds!
an unstoppable war machine, profiting puppeteers sodomizing society, each country erect and wanting to dominate, stroking their rifle ready to mount and annihilate
this machine it runs on war
m-ss extinction puts its feet up, counting bodies as they hit the floor
this machines it runs on war
its operators counting money as the tanks move forward
bathing in the filthy money drenched the blood of families and the c-m of kings
our lives are a gold mine they’re willing to destroy to see that gold shine
this machine it runs on war
luke & d-ckie – billions made, as millions die
our lives are a gold mine they’re willing to destroy to see that gold shine
luke & d-ckie -this machine it runs on war. billions made, as millions die
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