War Party - Gwar

I hear your piteous shrieking

In this land of death

And boils and bees and RPGs

And piles of prisoners masturbated on

Now you are on fire

You curse the choice you made

Your Humvee a pyre, your life to expire

Your face and a name and a corpse that’s bathed in flames

Come, join the War Party

And see exotic lands

Your blood has stained the desert sands

Raaa…

I hear your body burning

A piping and piteous sound

The crowd tears apart your corpse

After the flames have gone down

You’re dragged through the streets

With a chain around your neck

Hung from a bridge on the outskirts of town

They never find your head

Come, join the War Party

And see exotic lands

Your blood has stained the desert sands

Your blood is running through your hands

Still, you expect pity

And you shall receive none

Why did death come hard for you?

You gave it to some

You joined the War Party

Your purpose was clear

You did your job with skill, you raped and you killed

Why so surprised that you finally got billed?

You put the gun to your shoulder

You put lead through a brain

You left bodies to molder

You spread havoc and pain

They will call you a hero

I call you an ignorant slave

Because before you died, you acted surprised

So soon you were shown to your grave

Come, join the War Party

And see exotic lands

Your blood has stained the desert sands

Your blood is running through your hands

All men die

So don’t ask why

What the fuck else did you think you were for?

You were made to decay

It’s better that way

This is the price of your war