Merchants Of The Blood Trade Lyrics

Merchants Of The Blood Trade lyrics

Fill our minds with fear to blind us

The hoax is on

There were no
weapons

It's a pretty revenge

Vindication

Annihilate them

Ninety-one was nothing

This time we'll burn your cities down

We'll
turn your blood to democracy

Just like Jesus would do



So let
the children burn

They're only terrorist spawn

The blood crusade is
on

A fool is at the helm

The idiot-pilot of the killing machine

Make God and country proud



Each step of treachery (sell
your)

A coalition... weak (half truth's)

Pulpit of lies on holy
ground (with a smile)

Our young come home in bags

Sent to their
death by our own

Who is the real murderer?



Light the
match

Hit the gas

Send them all straight to hell



We
watch it unfold (an error of mass destruction!)

Like we're living some
twisted tom wait's song (the blood is on our hands!)



So let the
children burn

They're only terrorist spawn

The blood crusade is
on

A fool is at the helm

The idiot-pilot of the killing machine

Make God and country proud





Burn your nations down

So
many died in a single breath

Ostracize us

So many died in a single
breath

Sew our mouths shut

So many died in a single breath



So let the children burn

They're only terrorist spawn

The
blood crusade is on

A fool is at the helm

The idiot-pilot of the
killing machine

Make God and country proud