The Morality of Warfare

Wave the blind conceptions of good and evil like a smeared flag
Of a nation that's now devoid of the least discarnate shred of pride

Kill them - Kill them, until the truce is near

Higher morals mangle bodies through mere calculations
Dehumanize the adversaries then you'll justify your deeds
Bloated parasites sick with an overabundance of human blood

As we promulgate the necessity of violence to eradicate the seeds we sown
We feel nothing

This exact scheme to putrefy this whole land from the inside was executed
Just to fill the void of your dead womb

Ethics absolve us from sin
Label them inferior forms of life
Carve on your skin the sacred wounds
Mantras in the end shall become truths

Kill them - Kill them, until the truce is near

Higher morals mangle bodies through mere calculations
Dehumanize the adversaries then you'll justify your deeds
Bloated parasites sick with an overabundance of human blood

This exact scheme to putrefy this whole land from the inside was executed
Just to fill the void of your dead womb