You are the beast
Black and feathered
Always searching
Out the fallen
You bring disease
And plague the air
With every moment
You cause despair
Birds of wars
Bringing calls of blood
Soaked in the tears
Of the innocent
The lives you stole
To make a profit
The hidden terrorist
No one sees
Carrion ways of older days
Never seem to go away
You brought the war on all fronts
And Death is your product to sell
You're the bastards creating hell
You're the bastards creating hell
Petty criminals
Get their due
Yet time and again
Why not you?
The shadows
At play
Why let them
Have their way?
Lies are told
Accepted by the fold.
Money exchanges
And hidden agendas
Oaths are sworn
And daggers are drawn
One day the dead
Will be oil too
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