Artillery lyrics

Artillery lyrics

"Bombfood lyrics"

A Dark Delemma lyrics
Once there was one bornAnd layd down to be foundBy the people of the southAnd he grew upThey gave him a nameHe was called mosesNever did he knew who he wasNever

All of your life
You idolized them
Those men with pride
Want to be like them
Never alone
All parts of a team
No course of their own
It sounds like a dream

Chorus:
Soldier
You're not worth a damn
Take orders - is all that you can
Obey'em
They'll teach you ev'ry rule
Bombfood - you're nothing but a tool

made up your mind
The
A Mistake lyrics
I'm gonna make a mistake I'm gonna do it on purpose I'm gonna waste my time 'Cause I'm full as a tick And I'm scratching at the surface And what I find is mine And when
papers were signed
Recruited and paid
For wastin' your time
The sweat and the blood
A price you must pay
Work for your country
With nothing to say
The sergeant commands
To act like a rock
You had to admit
You ran out of luck
It's not out of lust
It's not even need
One thing's for sure
Rocks don't bleed

Repeat chorus

Grenades are
True Faith lyrics
I feel so extraordinary Something's got a hold on me I get this feeling I'm in motion A sudden sense of liberty I don't care 'cause I'm not there And I don't care if I'm he
hammering down on your head
You lie in your hole, you wish were dead
Your partner lies splattered all over the place
There's no recognition he once had a face
You want you had stayed at home with your mum
But you are out here equipped with a gun
You're feelin' so helpless but what can you do
'Cause you volunteered, the blame is on you

Out in the fields, w
Sounds Good, But I Don't Know lyrics
Saw it on the television, heard it on the radio. This in truth, is not yet the end. Bus station, it's 4 a.m. Took a taxi to the city. Matt Ball left. Looking too familiar and I don't know how
here battles are fought
As ordered above, not one human thought
You sit in your hole, just waiting for death

The enemy cause, an eternal threat
Why don't you go home, why don't you just leave?
Why not work for things in which you believe?
The orders you take, won't do you no good
So why don't you split, you ain't nothin' but bombfood!

Repeat chorus