Art of War - Pop Evil

A nation, no ignition

No excuses, flip and learn

Shut the

This is the point of no return

It’s a mixed sight, try and sleep tight

Let your nightmare show you the way

You’re a victim, go convict them

You’re always selling that same, that same

Old bullshit, bite the bullet

Without a vote no voice to complain

Rolling over, is it over

4 years till another campaign

They supply, we demand

To win our breads

Sustain the pain

Of way more bloodshed

There are no sidelines here

It’s just a battle now

Starve the mind in the classroom

To feed the same cash cow

Movements come and movements go

Until we lose control

It’s life or death, do they want more

It’s the art of war

Broken, rip me open

Consequences, no concerns

Revolution, no emotion

This is the point of no return

It’s a mixed sight, it’s a dark fight

Let the torment chase you away

No condition, just submission

They’re always laying a

In that same old coffin, way too often

Without a voice they keep us contained

Send him over, never over

Standing still and nothing to gain

They supply, we demand

To win our breads

Sustain the pain

Of way more bloodshed

There are no sidelines here

It’s just a battle now

Starve the mind in the classroom

To feed the same cash cow

Movements come and movements go

Until we lose control

It’s life or death, do they want more

It’s the art of war

There are no sidelines here

It’s just a battle now

Starve the mind in the classroom

To feed the same cash cow

Movements come and movements go

Until we lose control

It’s life or death, do they want more

It’s the art of war

Fuel the fire, ignite the flame

The art of war

Fuel the fire, ignite the flame

The art of war

It’s the art of war

It’s the art of war

It’s the art of war

It’s the art of war