Texty: Pro-pain. Round Six. Psywar.

Documented tactics - our motives are clear

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A lethal proposition that you'll read as you weep


While the bombings so relentless to deprive you of sleep



The torture never stops - no leaders give in
Yet the people have to suffer from desires to win
This hopeless situation seems to work itself out



To politically extinguish spreculation and doubt

And are we in control? If so, are we content?

Is god to save us all? Then so we must repent!




Wasting precious time defacing the place

You got the world by the balls with no saving of face

A fist in the air and a foot in the grave


For this "the land of the free" - "the home of the brave"


Objectives achieved - now it's time to get back

Twas a succesful operation - a strategic attack



The policy prevailed at whatever the cost
And so the stories were told of lives that were lost




The search for E-Z prey is what we must endure
In all a shade of grey - we took this road before



Psywar




Calling all the shots - our decider of fate
Is so self-rightously twisted - a reason to hate

A lifeless depression sets over us

While we aimlessly cling to our thoughts of what was




And are we in control? If so, are we content?


Is god to save us all? If so, we must repent!

Psywar