Blood on our Hands

We have blood on our hands

torn from the arteries of distant sands

taken from injected arms, sound the alarms,

sold in deadly arms, as this infected land burns

I'm so pissed at the state of this

now I'm no anarchist

but this country wouldn't exist

without us, the populace

so, don't try to make out that our thoughts are just dead air or a foggy mist

we stand for so much more than hate, blood and war

we don't want your phoney division anymore

stop with the hate it is beginning to grate

and I am way beyond thinking of the population as the enemy in this debate

Blood on your ledgers, filled out in red

We fight the hedge funders, the bank lenders

the royalty sat on our legal tenders

the governments that run us into debt

to cash in on our fears

spending the blood that we wept

as sheep slept

If we stand as one

the house of cards crumbles at dawn

yet if we fall in line

we may as well be dead last

ignoring the warning signs

signing our death warrant in bloodlines

another victory for the hateful elite class

Stand, jump, scream if you want

throw a tantrum Mr Trump

Mr Johnson do you have the nerve

to tell the population that you lied

or will you give that question a swerve

go on give it a try

honesty is the best policy, or you could always just run and hide

Blood over our lands, bathing the once green grass

It's time to stop this attack at the pass

when the sun begins to shine the population will see through the clouds

of dirt that you encircle yourself with

take back what is ours

all you took, stole

we didn’t give, it’s not yours to control

Fuck the government spin, there is no winning

in a war fought over nothing

but greed and dishonesty

for oil it's a travesty

for profit it's a tragedy

for the colour of skin or religious belief

it's worse than that it's an atrocity

so, take your ill-gotten gains

your sinful funds

And run, take off and leave us alone

Cos there is blood in the streets

flowing from the words that you preach

the hateful bile that you spew

so, pull up a pew

as we try in vain

to be as good as we can

to see hope in our fellow man

but it's so hard to do

when we see pictures of you

and the hurt that you instigate

through words that you dictate

Thanks For Reading.

Peace & Love.

Kyle