Phase Fate - Torrent lyrics

[Verse 1: Phase Fate] What's worser than a war torn town? When they record murder At its core, glorified gun p**n Takes the form of a news clip on my screen I watch the ships fire shells at Shi'ites Pixelized, just blips sh**, soldiers empty clips on ‘em, can't miss Targets faceless, so we're fed baseless garbage Sons and daughters enlist to the national fist And the cycle persists, be ruled or resist I shut my eyes for a minute I can see it on my lids It's there if I ignore it Or if I'm doing something for it So I'm slipping something in To my daily recommended What's the harm in being quiet and commended? Tremendous track records in the Middle East I seen how we treat people that are overseas: Be an a**hole on our team, we'll call it peace Or else you're on your own, and that's the mark of The mark of the beast [Chorus: Phase Fate] All's fair In war and foreign affairs Nowhere Is safe We takin' it there Bust flares In the glare Of the battlefield A thousand-yard stare I swear I made a prayer That God would leave me to spare [Verse 2: Phase Fate] Day drinking and I'm thinking of you I've seen a plane fall from a sky That was this same blue When we were faced with one another We locked eyes for a sec Was long enough to see the shot And get back in my perspective Now it haunts me like a medic Haunts the wounded with a sedative On the TV I see the battle But it's edited, repetitive Sometimes it's positive, but most it's negative The networks led with it Top story: statue toppled and beheaded The gore stopped, prop gov And back to Ted Koppel Lock, stock, and barrel, not quite Just awe and shell shock for life The bravado sent the braves To their d**h looking for nuclear stocks For a diamond in a ruff with just rocks The flock returned to the shepherds With a golden fleece, at least A million wells, and well I guess that was worth the deceased And a roughneck crew I'm at home sweating like a flu Day drinking and I'm thinking of you, boo [Chorus: Phase Fate] All's fair In war and foreign affairs Nowhere Is safe We takin' it there Bust flares In the glare Of the battlefield A thousand-yard stare I swear I made a prayer That God would leave me to spare Beware the kids 'Cause they got the look of despair In midair The bombs were bursting But their flag was still there Monsieur Corsair I heard he's well aware in his lair I heard they burned up the square A final shot For independence declared