The God forsaken riflemen stand rigid at the bar The kids discover victims in the rubble and the tar They're married to ambition, to the slogans of the war Slogans that used to be scrawled on the wall are written in the heart
A woman bows to Mecca and she struggles to her feet It's better since the president took shooting off the street She pictures all the poverty, the cursed holy war The pictures that used to be scrawled on the wall are written in the heart
The elders make a promise that they forge it in the fire The general's car is sabatoged, four bullets in the tire With the burning of the words there goes the scorching of the earth The words that used to be scrawled on the wall are written in the heart
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