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歌词:Unit F. American Shutdown. Without Reason.


The body bags arriving on our shore
Day after day and still there are more.
The sons and daughters of America
are sacrificed for what?
An agenda?!

There is no reason for this war.
They say they have their reasons,
But I don't believe them.
No real reasons for this war.

The brave are sent into the hornet's nest,
To do a job with noble intent.
Unprepared for the carnage and hate
Of a bad situation. My god it's getting late!

They say they have their reasons,
But I don't believe them.
No real reasons for this war!

How do we calculate the cost of lives lost?
Is there a budget, to heal the scars?
If blood stops raining on the desert floor
Can we tell our children what this was all for?
So what's the reason for this brutal mess?
Is this freedom on the march?
We shock and awe the children as we pound a population.
The cost is more than carnage and the profits are obscene.

You said you had your reasons,
So many reasons.
What happened to your reasons?
With no good reasons, you committed treason.
You have no reasons anymore!

What is the real cost of this treason?