Missile apocalypse harvest cannibal corpse
Can you smell it? Well it's the napalm, son
I don't know why, I don't know when
I would have lied there but there's oh lies
Bullets caressing irises
Turning to ashes the wind blows
Powerful metal tech turning to phoenix birds
I would have died there i like hold upon
I don't know why i don't know when
You would have tried it, I like to hold upon
War is peace, peace is war
Islands sinking emptying maps
Can you smell it? Well it's the napalm, son
I don't know why, I don't know when
I would have lied there but there's oh lies
Bullets caressing irises
Turning to ashes the wind blows
Powerful metal tech turning to phoenix birds
I would have died there i like hold upon
I don't know why i don't know when
You would have tried it, I like to hold upon
War is peace, peace is war
Islands sinking emptying maps