Army of Pain

Pain and pain, it’s always the pain.
Why do we suffer, what’s there to gain?
Cover the pain, hide the crash.
You shower us with lies, and heighten the trash.

Cower at the scene, believe in the power.
Show us there's spirit, bring in the tower.
Hold the fortress high, can it stand tall?
Forget what they say, lower your wall.

Do you feel it, do you feel the disgrace?!
Nothing and nothing more, you will follow the trace.
Who is it that brings in pain, who is it that shows us the lies?
That master in command, that filth who thinks he tries?

The man failed, and has left us to pick up the mess.
Does he care, no, he could care less.
He let our world crumble, and let our towers fall.
Leaving lives shattered, one less person to call.

Do you want to know, can you possibly understand?
March on your armies, let the song be sung by the band.
Cast out the dice again, and let another life be pushed down.
Into the dust, into the mud, now you think you have a crown.

I’ll smash it in, bring in our pain, and finish with a gentle touch.
Shower in with black and horror, as we have seen too much.
It’s time for you to leave, time for you to end what you’ve wrought.
So then you can see that you never learned, and we were the ones who taught.

by urabaka
posted on 04/23/2008