War Machine

Story Behind The Song

Just like the others, a gift from god..

Song Description

A Manipulative Society.

Song Length 3:06 Genre Rock - Progressive Rock
Tempo Medium Fast (131 - 150) Lead Vocal Male Vocal
Mood Hysterical, Outraged Subject Philosophy, Power
Language English Era 2000 and later

Lyrics

No loaded guns, no pez dispensers
for the taking.
Neurotic movement from the spinal tap alright.
Sense the recollection of the monkeys in the barrels.
Infiltrate your mind, the masses will decide.
Fake or Break. You hear it coming.
Stake your claim. Now your running.
Rake your brain. Spend your money.
Stay insane. Come on honey!

Come on volunteer with the embassy.
Try to shut us down with calligraphy.
Don't even bother excepting it so easily.
The bitter sweetness defines me.

Replace the faithless victims eyes with one's unshaded.
Scavenge reminints of photos from the grave.
Jump through the window. Can not make it through the screen.
Falling down the stairs. A simple shout out for some green.
Fake or Break. You hear it coming.
Stake your claim. Now your running.
Rake your brain. Spend your money.
Stay insane. Come on honey!

Come on volunteer with the embassy.
Try to shut us down with calligraphy.
Don't even bother excepting it so easily.
The bitter sweetness defines me

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