World War Three

So they came to a point when it looks inevitable Like that happened with numbers one and two And like ages ago, it seems inexplicable Wars grow like a garden of stones can grew Stigmatized, victimized for some abstract aim That shall be proclaimed as our sacred duty After halcyon days we have lost the game War returns refreshed, the peace outputted So it turns out that the need for war Coincides with the need for mass subjugation We are forced to resist the most vile foe And the foe says exactly the same of our nation Politicians speak out their viral war dances Intellectuals get infected the most The commons must use the god given chances To save the values, with their lives cost Bloody values are valued more than all lives The insane metaphysics of global war Still works, for the few think to be glorified That's the godsent fate they were made for The rulers desire for mass destruction Has not yet been properly understood Still the missles are deemed as the best action To protect the neighbours from neighbourhood Go on, warriors, passport every leaf on a tree Take control over every move people make Slander a natural right to be free Trash a thought of peace as an enemy’s fake Pray yer old bloody god at the early dawnings Abide to old customs, innate hatred to strangers Though one of them stares at you every morning From the mirror, and looks like an old acquaintance.