They Breed the Dead Lyrics

Just for their pride-
Enlarge the divide

Marching on a high horse through a thunderous applause in a self-important manner-
Wearing a golden crown stocked with blood diamonds showing up like a stunner,
Rigged with a shining armor, high gloss polished to huggermugger blood stains;
Masking the smell of death- deceiving the following and celebrating the gains.

Just for their fame-
A kingdom of shame

Feasting on the heads that had to roll for the unslakable lust of power,
No deal is to soiled, no price is too high, even the lives taken hour by hour;
Driven by the craving for admiration, self-regarding prigs soak the fields in red-
The power game goes on... dead bodies stuff every slot in the trophy cabinet

Bring war to the next battle field;
They breed the dead - with secured victory

Just for their pride... they breed the dead.
Enlarge the divide... they breed the dead.
Just for their fame... they breed the dead-
A monument of decay, a kingdom of shame

Lies pave the way for your boast-
Time has come for your expose,
Cry for the trophies that outlast yourself;
Die for the trophies that bring you to hell

Die for the trophies that bring you to hell;
Die with your trophies and go to hell

Just for their pride... they breed the dead.
Enlarge the divide... they breed the dead.
Just for their fame... they breed the dead-
A monument of decay, a kingdom of shame

Death to the tyrants