No Limbs - Crucifix

we dont condone your mass murder

we dont believe in this human torture

we wont tolerate the coming pain

in your fucking

war nothing’s gained

your iron fist is clamping down

make the poor work the ground

till the soil with your bombs

and

fertilise it with your blood

is the

unborn child tob the next unknown soldier

Thanks to Auntie War (inmyangrychair@collegeclub.com) for these lyrics