War Desire

Lies are sold to the highest bidder, a new victim's born before conception

Tinkling crystal, the soundtrack of misery, the endless road to the Cavalry

Uniforms and suits ironed with guilt, masks to cover their decay

Daily handshakes to spread the disease

Funeral season will reach us from the end

Red shadows will lead us to their foundations

To blow their influence

To crumble their authority

To rape their excellence

To smash their superiority.