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lowkey feat. kaia - lords of war كلمات الأغنية

intestines, shattered hopes and dreams adorn the floor
the face behind the screen has seen it all before
and the worst thing about is there’s more in store

just another sacrifice to the lords of war

the royal family sell guns
the royal family sell bombs
that k!ll the world’s poorest people
the government sell guns
the government sell bombs
that k!ll the world’s poorest people

the sacrosanct march of industry
the sacrosanct march of industry
does such strange things to people
the spectatorship of suffering
the spectatorship of suffering
does oh such strange things to people

she was eight years old, imagination alive
cute as could be, you could see the gleam of mischief in her eye
carrying her kite, trying find a place where it could it fly
hovering not far she saw what was a sp-ceship in her mind
too young to really understand exactly what the buzz meant
bread and water everyday, other than that she’s unfed
pressure applied diplomatically to stop aid
reality enforced by the air and naval blockade
back to her, through her blood flows qahtan
ancient civilisation but its status has lost charm،
she found a place to fly kite in the soft calm
some will say that her life was god’s palm
she heard her mother call, saw her brother fall
didn’t realise quick enough, stumbled from the sudden force
in a flicker and flash to the horror scene of death
this is what happens when technology meets flesh

a caravan in nevada, he sits twiddling a control pad
taking down coordinates, scribbling in his notepad
when he sweats the headphones itch and irritate his eczema
watching scenes on the screen as they enter through his retina
sick of his life, his wife and this job cos it k!lls
sick of his sick father and debt from his hospital bills
childhood of computer games that learned him in murder
he wonders if he’s better off serving up burgers
a small part of him loved watching death from a distance
but that feeling numbed away through monotonous repet-tion
merely going through the motions, like the robot that he operates
depersonalised murder, victim-less violence for the modern age
his cold stare and tap of a b-tton takes her only life
instantly regrets but watches on as she slowly dies
grotesquely intertwined via the screen that he stared through
her kite floats away but we will never know where to…

“what fools we are, to live in a generation,
for which war is a computer game for our children,
and just an interesting little channel 4 news item”

the lord lives in the third dimension far from the theatre
but every now and again the whimpers of the carnage get nearer
sometimes in his dreams he sees the harmed and disfigured
like dorian gray can’t see his moral scars in the mirror
cognitive dissonance, suppresses his pangs of conscience
rationalises it away, everybody has their monsters
but he is not everyone
he is a parasite of life and carries
within him a selfish song never sung
believes he loves his children, is he capable of love?
lord of the machines that rain satan from above
will they justify what daddy did or hate him as they must
realise their bread and b-tter left faceless faces in the dust
as the sights locked on her he loosened his suit and tie
as he sighs, b-lls of fire were shooting off to her right
as she died, he ordered a fruit juice with some ice
her kite floats away,
he admires the blueness of the sky… oh lord of war

- lowkey feat kaia

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