Siren Song
A bloodbath
Disruption
These cowards
Solve their fights by military force
The wrong path
Irruption
Disgusting
Disregard for precious human lives
And the point of the conflict remains
Which religion should rightfully reign
All the blood shed is blood shed in vain
Because no god will save them from their pain
A siren song emerges from a tale
While sirens scream your god's of no avail
You treat your holy books like paper trails
Compared to peace your promises look
Oh so fucking pale
The world bleeds
Bodies piled
Immoral
Soldiers are at war with their own minds
The blind lead
The blind while
The victims
Are the ones who haven't lost their sight
And the point of the conflict remains
Which religion should rightfully reign
All the blood shed is blood shed in vain
Because no god will save them from their pain
A siren song emerges from a tale
While sirens scream your god's of no avail
Pretend your holy books are paper trails
Compared to peace your promises look
Oh so fucking pale
There is a writing on the wall
That you cant see because you fall
From virtue as you are condemned
And as the world watches appalled
You grasp for straws as you are called
Onto the stand but you can't make amends
There is no afterlife
A siren song emerges from a tale
While sirens scream your god's of no avail
You treat your holy books like paper trails
Compared to peace your promises look
Oh so fucking pale
Disruption
These cowards
Solve their fights by military force
The wrong path
Irruption
Disgusting
Disregard for precious human lives
And the point of the conflict remains
Which religion should rightfully reign
All the blood shed is blood shed in vain
Because no god will save them from their pain
A siren song emerges from a tale
While sirens scream your god's of no avail
You treat your holy books like paper trails
Compared to peace your promises look
Oh so fucking pale
The world bleeds
Bodies piled
Immoral
Soldiers are at war with their own minds
The blind lead
The blind while
The victims
Are the ones who haven't lost their sight
And the point of the conflict remains
Which religion should rightfully reign
All the blood shed is blood shed in vain
Because no god will save them from their pain
A siren song emerges from a tale
While sirens scream your god's of no avail
Pretend your holy books are paper trails
Compared to peace your promises look
Oh so fucking pale
There is a writing on the wall
That you cant see because you fall
From virtue as you are condemned
And as the world watches appalled
You grasp for straws as you are called
Onto the stand but you can't make amends
There is no afterlife
A siren song emerges from a tale
While sirens scream your god's of no avail
You treat your holy books like paper trails
Compared to peace your promises look
Oh so fucking pale
Credits
Writer(s): Bastian Thöne, Florian Hillebold, Julian Braun, Maximilian Arlt, Moritz Schmitt
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