Lyric

God, my God

Where did I go wrong?

A Theories from the desk, exaggerated

Propaganda

Controlled information controls the people

And isolates them from the world

The people do not realize that there is no

Justice in war

Ideas are filtered and in the hands of

Dictators

B A photorealistic scene before our eyes

Empty vessels lie

Enchanted by the power of the divine

Violating the rules of humanity to be loyal

Murder for the sake of glory

Sinners rehabilitated, martyrs blessed

There is no trace of such ideals

The reality of man eating man

Hope plucked in the name of God

Blood blooms in great profusion

Consumed by the thought of cruelty

Occupation by violence

Rule by fear

Madness has indeed spread

The "top" has taken over and put his own

Hand to the gun

The crime of killing the unarmed people of

A land that has nothing to do with us

The "higher ups" do not have to bear the

Guilt, they only have to direct the genocide

It is those on the ground who bear the fear

Of life and the guilt

Dead earth and silence

The smell of rust lingers in the nose

When all is over and you notice the clinging

Corpses

Death does not color the history of

Prosperity

Still life painted with malice

Guidance by an evil god

Means chosen with certainty by oneself

A pain behind the eyes

God, my God

Where did I go wrong?