Bootleg-quality recording of my old band, Halon System (2010).
Lyrics:
Blood-soaked sand by mine own hands
martyred lives and genocides
Blessed are the war makers
and blessed be the forsakers
roadside bombs and mourning psalms
it's not as fun to get along
Generations of warring tribes
stoke the fire with their babies' lives
ancient conflict escalates
while other nations feed the hate
Roadside bombs, mourning psalms
blood of lambs washed from hands
The blood of lambs feeds the beast
all join in the bloody feast
a tyrant falls, another rises
promising peace amid the crisis
Only hatred springs from the sand
when it's tended by another land
burning oil stings the sniper's eyes
with one closed, the target's realized
Copyright 2010
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