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Kakistocracy – The Price Of Freedom lyrics
Stripped from his mother's embrace, a forced accomplice in the destruction of our (the human) race
A soldier, a puppet, a tool, a mindless, heartless, faceless fool
And with the pentagon pulling the strings, he's deceived into fighting, making freedom ring. Fighting a war that's not his own
They gave him a gun and trained him to kill, stole his emotions and robbed his will, told him to believe whole-heartedly in the great American lie. Now on the front lines and facing death
He wonders which will be his last breath
The soldier waits, alone, dreaming of his friends, his family, and his home
But he's no longer the same man, now a programmed machine killing for his land
Facing a threat that is unknown
He's been stabbed in the back and now shot in the chest, just another number added to the list
The soldier dies alone and afraid wondering what a difference he could have made
Blinded, lied to, time and time again, now zipped up and shipped home complete with a folded flag. Send a letter to the family, "we're sorry for your loss," first a name, then a number, now just another blank white cross
So if the price of freedom is visible here then we've paid too high a cost
No money paid out or statue erected can make up for the lives lost
A soldier, a puppet, a tool, a mindless, heartless, faceless fool
And with the pentagon pulling the strings, he's deceived into fighting, making freedom ring. Fighting a war that's not his own
They gave him a gun and trained him to kill, stole his emotions and robbed his will, told him to believe whole-heartedly in the great American lie. Now on the front lines and facing death
He wonders which will be his last breath
The soldier waits, alone, dreaming of his friends, his family, and his home
But he's no longer the same man, now a programmed machine killing for his land
Facing a threat that is unknown
He's been stabbed in the back and now shot in the chest, just another number added to the list
The soldier dies alone and afraid wondering what a difference he could have made
Blinded, lied to, time and time again, now zipped up and shipped home complete with a folded flag. Send a letter to the family, "we're sorry for your loss," first a name, then a number, now just another blank white cross
So if the price of freedom is visible here then we've paid too high a cost
No money paid out or statue erected can make up for the lives lost
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