Year Of The Rat
A foolæÅ ¯ crusade a proxy war
We justify we keep the score
With millions dead too blind to see
The cryptic clash of world war III
Did your countryæÅ ¯ sons and daughters
Die to make this world a safer place
Or do we just defy
Flesh and blood become one
The stakes keep rising the time has come
The band performs a martyræÅ ¯ verse
And the dominoes fall in reverse
The lines are drawn donæÅ ° you see
Its too late to turn back now
We wont abide a stalemate
The end is predicated on the loss of life
WhatæÅ ¯ so sinister?
Were only trying to do what we think is right
Conscience administered
By the ones with the shortest sight