Starts as a slow thud, like a heartbeat
can you hear it, insidiously it creeps
through the night sky, washes the morning sun in a blood red tone
the sounds get louder, a marching chanting chorus of anger shown
weve heard it before, the ever growing drum of war
I hear them starting to roar
A drone strike at night
to the delight of the far right
can you hear it, insidiously it creeps
through the night sky, washes the morning sun in a blood red tone
the sounds get louder, a marching chanting chorus of anger shown
weve heard it before, the ever growing drum of war
I hear them starting to roar
A drone strike at night
to the delight of the far right
the flash, is it a spark, to light
the tinderbox of war, to ignite the world on a path
to drive us down a road to which there is only one aftermath
I hear the drums start to pound
Murmurs in the media circus
in the right circuits, the serpents are lurking - ready to strike
not like clowns with custard pies, this time we will lose innocent lives
not like clowns with custard pies, this time we will lose innocent lives
warmongers, walk among us, but they don't preside over the other side
they walk with our flags painted in pride - because so many sheep will just abide
The drums are getting louder
When the innocent start to die, when hospitals are torn down with missile fire
when the world is caught in the crossfire, I have to enquire
where will our anger flow?
Towards the ones that just want to profit from war
Towards the ones that just want to profit from war
or to some country that we are told to abhor, by the news media corps
The drums are blaring out
Let the words sink in, we are sinking
the world is on the brink and the lights are all blinking
on a collision course with no way to avoid the oncoming wall
our engines at full pelt we are gonna crash and fall
on a collision course with no way to avoid the oncoming wall
our engines at full pelt we are gonna crash and fall
to put it another way, we are fucked, the glue has become unstuck
so without change the world is gonna suck, I can only wish us good luck
the drums are drowning our shouts
War always gets the media applause, it always arouses those in power
but its not them that will be facing their final hours
its you and me, friends and family, normal people going about their daily chores
unless we stand, united as one, 7 billion strong against an enemy of suited elite bores
stop the drums from sounding
Thanks For Reading.
Peace & Love.
Kyle.
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