Tell you a thing
That you ought to know
Two minutes of your time
Then on you go
Tell tale of the men
All dressed in black
That most of them
Not coming back
Sent off to war to play little games
And on their return can't name no names
Some strange yellow gas
Has played with their minds
Has reddened their eyes
Removed all the lies
And strange as it sounds
d**h knows no bounds
How many get well?
Only time will tell
Only time will tell
You lie in your d**h bed now
What did you bring to the table?
Brought us only holy sin
Utter trust is a deadly thing
To the prayer of holy peace
We didn't know what was lying underneath
So how could we be such fools?
And to think that we thought
You knew the answer
I can't begin to understand in all the lies
But on your d**h bed
I can see it in your eyes
Just as clear as all the sweat upon your brow
It really makes sense
I can really see it clearly now
Tangled up in a web of lies
Could have been a way to prophesise
Unaware of the consequence
Not aware of the secrets that you kept
Nothing that we could believe
To reveal the facade of the faceless man
Not a thing that we could foresee
Not a sign that would tell us the outcome
You had us all strung out with promises of peace
But all along your cover plan was to deceive
Can it be put to rights now?
Only time will tell
Your prophecies will send us all to Hell as well
Left to all the golden sons
All to pick up on the peace
You could have given all of them
A little chance, at least
Take the world to better place
Given them all just a little hope
Just think what a legacy
You now will leave
We seemed destined to live in fear
And some that would say Armageddon is near
But where there's life while there's hope
That man won't self destruct
Why can't we treat our fellow man
With more respect and shake their hands?
But anger and loathing is rife
The d**h on all sides is becoming a way of life
We live in an uncertain world
Fear understanding and ignorance is leading to d**h
Only the corpses are left for vultures
That prey on their bones
But some are just not wanting peace
Their whole life is d**h and misery
The only thing that they know
Fight fire with fire life is cheap
But if they do stop to think
That man is teetering right on the brink
But do you think that they care?
They benefit from d**h and pain and despair