Muzyka i słowa: Mustaine

Holy Wars...

Solo - Mustaine

Brother will kill brother
Spilling blood across the land
Killing for religion
Something I don't understand.

Fools like me who cross the sea
And come to foreign lands
Ask the sheep for their beliefs
Do you kill on God's command?

A country that's divided
Surely will not stand
My past erased, no more disgrace
No foolish naive stand.

The end is near, it's crystal clear
Part of the master plan
Don't look now to Israel
It might be your homeland.

Holy wars

Solo - Friedman

Up on my podium, as the know-it-all scholar
Down in my seat of judgment gavels bang, uphold the law
Up on my soapbox, a leader out to change the world
Down in my pulpit as the holier-than-thou-could-be-messenger of God

The Punishment Due

Wage the war on organized crime
Sneak attacks, rappel down the rocks behind the lines
Some people risk to employ me, some people live to destroy me
Either way they die, they die.

Solo - Friedman

They killed my wife and my baby with hopes to enslave me
First mistake, last mistake!
Paid by the alliance, to slay all the giants
Next mistake, no more mistakes!

Solo - Friedman
Solo - Mustaine

Fill the cracks in with judicial granite
Because I don't say it, don't mean I ain't thinking it.
Next thing you know, they'll take my thoughts away
I know what I said, now I must scream
Of the overdose and the lack of mercy killings

Mercy killings, mercy killings, killings, killings, killings
Next thing you know they'll take my thoughts away