An old cliche

Hateful men, saddened poor

Look at how they all ask for more

Glory fighter, truest lie

Stand on by as my people die

Hateful women, procreate

Looking with wonder at the beast within the crate

Watch him scream, cry to me

Convincing children to set him free

    An old cliche i spy, killer soldier lost in a mood

    An old cliche i spy, killer soldier locked in a womb

Disaster riddled, troubled ground

Watchful snipers dance to sick sound

Happy children, dance with glee

Dance with glee along this serpent i see

        I see something in the dark, but i dont know what it is

        I sense something tracking me down, and i dont want it to be

Angry sister, war-like brother

Disobey the rule of their daughters

Confused genus, psycho-manic

Sit on down and dig the panic

Angry me!

Angry me!

Angry me!

Angry seed

Hidden monster

Fickled lover

Cruel abandoner

Think about what i ask you

What i have asked of you