There are no good wars anymore The film stock before Made softer, the gore The firebombs in Dresden glowed so much more Warm And all the good, brave soldiers k**ed with fashion and fervor And genocide was a reason To fight Now heroes are ghosts The night in their eyes Is rage in disguise Their families are lost Their glycerine eyes Give in to a lie A bullet in the heart A bullet in the back A bullet in the heart A bullet in the back They're fighting a dirty war The franchise of d**h Sells it to the poor And stores all the human blood And keeps it warm Ooh warm And all the storytellers Photographing murder Cropping limbs for glory and lies Now heroes are ghosts The night in their eyes Is rage in disguise Their families are lost Their glycerine eyes Give in to a lie A bullet in the heart A bullet in the back A bullet in the heart A bullet in the back Somewhere there's bullets for us all Somewhere there's bullets made for hope