From the screen there's a chilling sound 
I see your face as you hit the gound 
Disturbing scenes that harrow me 
I'm asking you to justfy 
Your policy of genocide 
Would it change if the same were done to you 
We must define diving lines, defy, until they stop 
This stop this 

Voyeuristic tendency 
The media thrives on misery 
In the end we are the ones who must decide 
Totautarian Authority 
Manipulation conquers apathy 
weaterntoxification's you disease 

War 
Firght this war 
War 
Firght this war 

Speaking the truthvis a dangerous game 
Survey the scene from a higher plane 
Subversive forces in control 
A man of prace takes a hit blood to be shed 
Don't fight the politics of death