Redneck Warmachine Lyrics


Chains around our necks bear crushing weight

Their massive drills dig us into a deeper world of shit

Is our fate yet sealed?

Is it all for fucking oil?

That they ransack with neglect any living future?

Steamrolling redneck warmachine

Impregnated with wealth, fanatically insane

Imaginary enemies obliterated by John Wayne

By the grace of God, the carpet bombings rain

Trenching miles of pipeline to the ends of this bleeding Earth

Petrol cartel feeding frenzy, landmines in the "holy land"

Oil-soaked black dawn looming in the horizon

Black dawn - what grim twist of fate will we meet?