Finger On The Trigger - Blinded By Faith

Point blank indoctrination

Brainwashed youth, brought down, twisted, crushed and recast

Formatted robots, ready to be programmed

Inhumane principles to spawn the ideal soldier:

Psychological shutdown!

Disintegrate the individuality, annihilate identity

Until all mental forces collapse

Then redesign the self to server abstract authorities

Blind killing machines, recruited at eighteen

Almost children, perfect preys to defile

Slaves, pawns, cannon fodder!

A neurotic instructor pours cement in your skull:

«Listen to me, silly sissies, faggots with no balls

You’re worst than nothing to me

Worthless scumbags with no backbones

If you wanna be somebody here

Don’t think twice, don’t think at tall, just do what you’re told

And it’s gonna be the best of both worlds

You need some strict discipline!»

Glory to the star spangled-banner!

Now let us pray…

A good American is a man

Who was born with a finger on the trigger

To erase the problem cases and promote the noble causes

A real American is a man who’s willing to die

For his beloved country

«Crawl in the mud or on your friend’s corpse

It doesn’t matter how many people are killed

Never mind how much blood is spilled

Victory is ours, we never surrender

Enemies lurk in every corner, the threat is permanent

We’re rightfully suspect and purge

Never hesitate to bomb the fuckers!»

They don’t even know they serve higher interest!

Corporations behold the show and laugh in the shadows

Orchestrating wars from afar, financing fear and worldwide paranoia

Protecting their privileges as armies crumble on the battlefield

With an elastic morality, they speculate on human pain

Led by their lust for power

See nothing, say nothing, hear nothing: credo of the corruptors!

From the ashes of Britannia rose a country

Struck by a collective Viet Namnesia

Uncle Sam is out of control, out of reach

Happy bloodbath, Mr. President!

Democracy is now a vain word

Peace goes down the drain