War is a bloody business where the pregnant are gutted and babies heads are bashed
Politics is a dirty job where promises are broken and all values are trashed
Betrayal and lies, tools of the trade where throats are cut and deals made
Where the devil is paid and love is put to the butcher\'s blade
Coming from a generic can, religion of man is murder of his brother
And from a phallic steeple people pay to see a theater rape of their mother
All religious men have a yen for violent entertainment
Interests of any nation justify any application for their attainment
Sow your neighbor\'s fields with seeds of salt
Tear out his teeth and eye make it God\'s fault
The old fulfilled, so much blood spilled of self and another
On a lost page it is written, love one\'s brother