me where is glory when god and country is what you die for It looks grave, it looks grave, it looks grave And for graves, graves, graves, and graves
Tell me where is glory when god and country is what you die for It looks grave, it looks grave, it looks grave And for graves, graves, graves, and graves
hungry Another bomb is produced Another thousand die from aids while funding has been reduced Another gun is fired Another grave is filled Another cop
blessings while our fallen "heroes" rotSo listen to your leaders and pray that jesus savesCause it seems that all they do, they do for fucking graves
Over two milion refugees pile into neighboring countries towns Hoping to escape their deaths but this is what they found Bodies stacked in massive piles and mass graves
