Doors To Hell

On behalf of the unnamed soldiers

Dies for their country in some far-away place

Some returned expecting glory

Baby killers got spit upon their face

With napalm, we're villains, we're burning the children

To death, Obsessed

Put there by liars, the money messiahs, decay, obey

Shoot, kill, good will, God is on our side

Don't ask your task, do what you must do

Your door to Hell, Hell, your door to Hell

Open season for the fascists

To test their toys out

On this frail human race

Some burned the flag

And denied them

While others marched off

To save a nation's face

Hiding in the trenches

Their lungs filled with stenches

Of death, Obsessed

Most who enlisted

No longer existed

Slain in vain

Shoot kill good will

Christian soldiers

Don't ask your task

Do as you're told