Berkshire *** (Explicit)-Conflict

Berkshire *** (Explicit)

歌手:Conflict

时间:2021-03-26

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Filled with love and compassion

As she fixes her make up for a day of fun

He reads the news it depresses her

With reports of death by bomb and gun

Astride their horses in the winter lanes

They smile at nature with tenderness

They hear the call hold hands with pride

And look down at the bloody mess

And civilized upright citizens grin

As the dog's teeth tear at shrieking skin

This ain't savagery it's jolly old culture

As they stand and wait for death like vultures

She laughs as the bloody fur's flying

Re applies her lipstick as the animals crying

He claims the tail as privileged prize

And kicks the mangled corpse aside

The time has come

When we all must turn around and start to think

No more standing in the corner

Question the missing link

The link that created the misery and pain

That sees the mistakes but then makes them again

You've heard it once you'll hear it again

Your blood their blood serves the same

There they stand and there they grin

Never thinking or questioning

Why blood of innocents must be spilt

They smile but they can't hide their guilt

That their life is built upon a pile of bodies

Slaughtered animals Slaughtered squaddies

The pleasure they take from another's death

Hides the truth that murder feeds their wealth

She smiles at him as dead eyes stare

He takes her hand and strokes her hair

His fingertips soaked in misery

Are the mark of aristocracy

And the broken form lying in the ditch

The handiwork of the dog and b***h

Bears the label of decency

The honor given so graciously

And backs are slapped in celebration

The success of extermination

Freedom maintained so humanely

As they wipe their hands of blame so bravely

Back at home she wears the fur

That proves his precious love for her

Death and glory on her shoulders sit

As the master takes what's rightfully his

Murder is committed in the guise of sport

Ripping flesh is given no thought

Glasses are raised in dedication

The crime is given a justification

Heart beats faster eyes wide and staring

Death comes whistling cold uncaring

Slaughtered animals slaughtered squaddies

Their wealth is built from murdered bodies

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