Code 4-15 - Casualty lyrics

I don't understand the way we think Our minds suffer from a common infection I don't understand the things we say Our voices echo through an empty room I don't understand the way we fight Our missiles poised like a political erection I don't understand the things we do We've drawn the blueprints to our tomb And I don't understand how we can hate so unreasonably This racist propaganda and this anger keeps us behind the wall And I can't comprehend the burning greed within the eyes of men We see the price of everything and the value of nothing at all There's blood on these hands of mine…I'm a casualty I'll hang my head as ashes fall from the sky There's bloodstains on the hands of time…I'm a casualty A casualty of suicide and we never ask why We never ask ourselves why A casualty of suicide Blood's running down the face of the human race All I can taste is bitter disgrace As we're laid to waste with such careless haste Your mind is erased as you sit and wait to die