Thank you for your service to queen and country. Thank you for your service in a foreign land. Thank you for your service to Boeing and Lockheed Martin Cause every bomb that you drop benefits their profit margin. Thank you for your service to the love-dead elite. To the bankers that put thousands of Brits out on the streets. Thank you for your service and for doing what you're told Cause if you turned that gun around, revolution might unfold. Thank you for your service to those that gave their lives Fighting for our right to conquest, for our right to terrorise. Thank you for your service and for standing in line Cause if you spoke out maybe be could build a Future By Design A future so sublime; they say that heaven is on earth But I find that hard to believe when a dollar holds more worth Than every man woman and child who might breathe too loud Who might speak a sound of peace: Profound. Protecting my Freedom from what? Don't lie! Terror begets terror. It's an invasion in disguise And an enemy spawned where the soul should reside But the soul was sold, and now only greed survives. Don't get pissed off at me, just think of the lives Of the men and women who marched to national pride Soldiers who were torn and tossed asside Cause OIL CAN'T GROW BACK LIMBS TAKEN BY LANDMINES Desert sands can't restore a fractured heart Or a broken mind, at seeing your brothers torn apart Or the rape and the murder, of the bodies left charred On the side of a street. Three kids, no dad. On the side of a street, whom you walk past. Cause an army boy ain't built to last. An army boy is built for ONE task. KILL. Why? DON'T ASK! Culture of Hate Culture of Poverty Culture of Whores Culture of Whores Culture of Pain Culture of Sickness Culture of Oil Culture of Oil Culture of Slaves Culture of Corruption Culture of Chaos Culture of Laws Culture of War