Fields of death and rivers of blood
A fresh ripe corpse hanging from every branch
Every minute you hear a blast
You wake everyday to the smell of nerve gas
You eat food poisoned by nuclear waste
Your bodies so numb you cant even taste
They play with grenades, gas masks and guns for toys
Deformed and diseased your children suffer
A woman being raped screams aloud
No one pays heed cause the air's filled with such sounds
A man was shot, a bullet through his head
Onlookers clapped with amusement
For his 18th birthday a father gifted his son
Not a bike nor car but a silver gun
The son ecstatic hugged his dad
Four years later shot his father for cash
Over and over only one song
Symphony of destruction playing all around
-----The Reaper
A fresh ripe corpse hanging from every branch
Every minute you hear a blast
You wake everyday to the smell of nerve gas
You eat food poisoned by nuclear waste
Your bodies so numb you cant even taste
They play with grenades, gas masks and guns for toys
Deformed and diseased your children suffer
A woman being raped screams aloud
No one pays heed cause the air's filled with such sounds
A man was shot, a bullet through his head
Onlookers clapped with amusement
For his 18th birthday a father gifted his son
Not a bike nor car but a silver gun
The son ecstatic hugged his dad
Four years later shot his father for cash
Over and over only one song
Symphony of destruction playing all around
-----The Reaper
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