There are no good wars anymore
The film stock before
Made softer, the gore
The firebombs in Dresden glowed so much more
Warm
And all the good, brave soldiers
k**ed with fashion and fervor
And genocide was a reason
To fight
Now heroes are ghosts
The night in their eyes
Is rage in disguise
Their families are lost
Their glycerine eyes
Give in to a lie
A bullet in the heart
A bullet in the back
A bullet in the heart
A bullet in the back
They're fighting a dirty war
The franchise of d**h
Sells it to the poor
And stores all the human blood
And keeps it warm
Ooh warm
And all the storytellers
Photographing murder
Cropping limbs for glory and lies
Now heroes are ghosts
The night in their eyes
Is rage in disguise
Their families are lost
Their glycerine eyes
Give in to a lie
A bullet in the heart
A bullet in the back
A bullet in the heart
A bullet in the back
Somewhere there's bullets for us all
Somewhere there's bullets made for hope