Guns, death, and noise Sand, oil, and blood Frontiers drawn on paper No consideration made for The poor creature who is living
By the grace of God just giving He´s live on network news Live on network news
Flags, princes, kings, patriotic fools As freedom lies in twisted heaps Whose final breath his soul to keep Whose greatest foe, the endless sleep Whose dying wish to reach next week A bloody star on network news A bloody star on network news Oh yeah
Tanks, boats, and planes Fire, pain, and lies Environmental terrorists Tease propaganda´s paper fist Whose trade is all the truth that fits
Who often lies but never sits But on the fence, it´s network news Yes on the fence, it´s network news
The lion and the serpent parade out in the sun All order, flex, and gesture All hail the techno infidel has come With satellite bravado and infra-red texture Beyond these days in time to come Whose fate is it to measure Upon these sands such damage done
To spoil God´s finest treasure
Oh, beyond these days in time to come Whose fate is it to measure Upon these sands such damage done To spoil God´s finest treasure Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah, oil, oil Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah Beyond these days in time to come Oh, whose fate is it to measure, ohh Beyond these days in time to come Who, oh, who is it to measure, oh Hallelujah, hallelujah Guns, death, and noise Sand, oil, and blood Guns, death, and noise Sand, oil, and blood