The Locust

Krum Bums
They call to arms and send them
Forth like locusts
Man is harvest, gun the hand of God
Misinterpretation of the Holy Word
Makes blind faith men, murderers!
Thou shalt not!
Be sent forth as heroes
But brought back as corpses
Thou shalt not!
Be sent forth as heroes
But brought back as corpses
Thou shalt not!
Kill!
In the name of God!
Horsemen have ridden
Death sweet on their lips
Pharaohs, Kings, and Presidents
March on oh ye foolish ones
Your hearts consume like
The burning sun
Thou shalt not!
Be sent forth as heroes
But brought back as corpses
Thou shalt not!
Be sent forth as heroes
But brought back as corpses
Thou shalt not!
Kill!
Thou shalt not!
Be sent forth as heroes
But brought back as corpses
Thou shalt not!
Be sent forth as heroes
But brought back as corpses
Thou shalt not!
Kill!
Follow your leader
Follow your God
Kill!