ARTILLERY Lyrics

Here it goes, for the hundredth time

Could you show maybe just a little bit of spine?

Ha, you're so fucked, you're so out of luck

Here we are on the frontlines

Here we are ready to die

I've been waiting, I've been waiting

For this moment my entire life

Can we go, can we go, to a place where we know

That we'll be safe and get out alive?

Ah, it's all burned down

All I see is the ashes all around

On the ground, on the ground

All that's left is a silhouette

Will we ever know what the bigger picture is waiting for?

Waiting for

Can we make a vow to leave the age-old scriptures

In the past where they belong?

Where they belong

Who you gonna send to fight this war?

The young again?

The new lost generation of women and men?

Who will take care of them?

It sure ain't you and they're sick of being lied to

Sick of being lied to

The blood's on your hands

Will we ever know what the bigger picture is waiting for?

Waiting for

Can we make a vow to leave the age-old scriptures

In the past where they belong?

Digging through the trenches

Digging through the trenches

My brothers blown to pieces

Fuck

This fucking war machine needs to run out of fuel

Stop the senseless killing, stop it all you fools

Digging through the trenches

My brothers blown to pieces

Fuck

This fucking war machine needs to run out of fuel

Stop the senseless killing, stop it all you fools

Stop it all you fools

Stop it all you pigs