"Product Of War" lyrics

I'm just a part of their political games
Fighting a war in his fucking name
I can't, I can't, figure out why I'm here
A tainted soul of slavery

Skull cracks beneath my fucking feet
I can't see the point of this meaningless war
They've misinterpret a worthless book just to oppress the weak
Religion is to blame
Covering up their true meaning

Count down your seconds
Your time has come
You're bound to meet the creator so (bow down)
You product of war, your life is meaningless
Do what you're told you have no choice

Covered in blood, I'm engulfed by flames, I cower in fear, am I dying
The ground starts to break and I finally meet my creator

Skulls crack beneath my feet!

Covered in blood of the innocents I can smell my own burning flesh
I'm screaming in pain, inhaling the ashes of the unborn that I've slain

I can't feel pain

Count down your seconds
Your time has come
You're bound to meet the creator so (bow down)
You product of war, your life is meaningless
Do what you're told you have no choice