Hostile Grounds

Hostile Grounds

On a sunny day, these hostile grounds will...

On a sunny day I see them militia tanks
Rolling into the north
It's like any other day, another day
Rolling o by by these churches and graveyards
Past the schools, past the homes
This north/south divide has amounted to murder
More blood shed than any other conflict

Do the governments care about this...civil war?

People gather to protest and demonstrate
Armies gather to keep them at bay
Violence a necessary weapon, if needed

Can you witness the fear in our eyes?

If you had it your way, we wouldn't be here
Exonerated into another country
Somewhere else where we would become slaves
Slaves to a system we never even voted for
I see the prejudice in the state and its laws
So I laugh at the badge any pig wears

How can you call that justice?
And when a country declares war
I never see an invoice or any referendum
Telling us how much it costs
Or no time, no date - no commence hour of this war
Is it like we have a neon sign on our door,
Saying: "Make yourselves at home"
Like any place could ever be yours

The flags are all displayed, colours burning brightly
Unity and division mirroring each other,
Like the armies that have come to seize our lands
Flames are the result of this uprising,
Could you predict anything less predictable?

(and) On these hostile grounds it shall be settled
Guns and swords, knives and machetes - assorted weapons of war
Today's conflict is not just how to beat your enemy
But how to end their lives or maim them in some way

Limitations to government's armies
Money needs to be spent elsewhere
Instead of being used to fuel this war machine
Educated for the younger generations
Teach them the wrongs and rights
Give them some use for their rage
Instead of joining local gangs and murdering

What good is an ASBO to their name?

I see the flames rising into the sky
Higher and higher into the atmosphere
Another city has fallen, another city is gone
Civilizations scattered, bloodlines scattered

How is the taxpayers money used?

On hostile grounds the armies clash together
Blood shed on a fateful day,
But who knows if there will ever be an end?
Any type of war is business for the government
In truth, we are all business men and women of this world

How is the taxpayers money used?

Another morphine injection into this war machine
Another army marches into this hostile ground
Fueled by the money you pour in like coal
This streamtrain that runs efficiently
And the leaders praise us for cooperating
The general public, the state, the nation, the thing
On hostile grounds we shall know the outcome of war
Civil War, Holy War, World War, Tribal War --
It's like any other day, it's like another day