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Born to lose, trained to fight

Hates the dark, defends the light

Taught to pray, yet made to kill

Life's a game, do as thou wilt

Wave the flag, then torch the town

Come in peace, then burn it down

Smoke and fire, choke the dawn

Every trace of life is gone

Hot sun, the desert war

Blood for gold, and guns will roar

Red skies, bombs fall

Black smoke, a nation crawls

Fight for crude and oil fields

The mighty fall and the people kneel

Drones above in desert skies

Truth is sold in streaming lies

Profits grow while children die

The people know that they won't survive

Burning maps, foreign lands

Kings all drink the blood-soaked sand

Votes are cast in smoke and steel

You say, "We the people…?" What's the deal?

Wave the flag, then torch the town

Come in peace, then burn it down

Cold eyes, dead hands

The greedy own the desert lands

Rusty tanks, Saharan rain

Fleeting hope, and "coming pain"

Crack a smile, bite your tongue

Play the fool or die too young

Iron mist on golden dunes

Freedom fades underneath the moons

Drones above in desert skies

Truth is sold in streaming lies

Profits grow while children die

The people know that they won't survive