Shotgun Blast

loss doesn´t matter
we don´t care for distress
slaughter is the job
we´re making a mess
damage, destroy
the little we have
we never care for the future
we don´t bury the dead

we don´t care for casualties
we´re not afraid to get hurt
we fight for a piece of desert
we die for a piece of dirt

damage, destroy
the little we have
we never care for the future
we don´t bury the dead

damage, frustration
is shaping our minds
our kids remain stupids
we´re standing in line.