Seven Crimson Suns - Death March

Pigs on the march, people scream but they don't stop
Pigs on the march, people scream but they don't stop

Watch them
The noble pigs
Applaud their slaughter
As they trade in
Their innocence
To die as martyrs
To a leader
Who gives no shits
About his soldiers
The army
Can rest in piss
For all their murder
It's time
For the tyrants in power to die
For the innocent lives that they take
Plunging the countries into fire
And nothing but oil's at stake

Pigs on the march, people scream but they don't stop
Pigs on the march, people scream but they don't stop

Servants of imperials
Fighting for materials
Battle after battle in a bloody global ritual
Billions of dollars spent to make us fucking miserable
Keep their propaganda hooked directly to your cerebral
Sending kids into the army hoping that they die
Bodies pile to the sky while profits multiply
They walk around with smiles, tell us everything's fine
America is complicit in worldwide genocide

Pigs on the march, people scream but they don't stop
Pigs on the march, people scream but they don't stop

Written by:
Logan King

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