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This is a war, It ain't nice
Your gonna lose the fight
This is a war, It ain't nice
Your gonna lose the fight
This is a war, It ain't nice
Your gonna lose the fight
We the bad motherfuckers and we're coming for neck
Busting down your borders
Without hint of respect
See us digging toes into fields you sow
Ain't nowhere to go, ain't no way to protect
The place you call your home
Where your knees take rest
Ain't no competition
Cause we roll with the best
Do you dig a trench where you bury it all
Or do you wear it close to your chest like a vest
When the sky turns black
When the thunder crack
When we step into field ain't no turning back
Smoke in the air every breath tastes lead
You can beg all you want but you already are dead
The steel-tipped boots march to fiends like fate
Better kiss the dirt now
Cause it's too late
No last words
No sweet goodbye
Just a war cry
Cutting through the sky
Hands stay steady when the hammer gets cocked
We don't talk much, let the cannons rock
You write your prayers, we rewrite fate
And Cross out names turning men to waste
We the bad motherfuckers
And we taking what's ours
Rolling through your city
Leave it empty in hours
Ain't nowhere safe
Ain't no stronghold left
Just the weight of regret
Building up with a debt
Dig that trench, it's your last embrace
We don't leave wars, we came to erase
Dig into the trench, it's your last embrace
We ain't leaving this war you know we came to erase
This is a war, It ain't nice
Your gonna lose the fight
The sky burns red, just like the rage in my blood and
I'm Trapped in a war and locked in cage with the flood
The steels in my hands, but it drips with the mud
As I'm marching through hell from nefarious thuds
The steels in my grip, but the fear's in my bones
Where every man fights, but we dying alone
The echoes of death in the cracks of the stone
As I'm trapped in this war, with no way to atone
The tears turn to rust on the chains of the past
Echoes of screams in the wind as it pass
The rain falls like ash, mixing dirt with the dead
And I'm carving their names where the battlefield bled
Lines in the sand, but they wash with the tide
Brothers I knew are now just ghosts at my side
The war outside is the war in my soul
And I'm fighting for peace, like it's all that I know