The mother of war holds the blueprints of our destruction
and knows the day our children will take their last breath
continuously giving birth to the infants
of the infantry of a lost game of chest
pawns born with no destination other than their grave
it's money rules all on the board with no laws
kings need no protection
queens have no rights
knights will be knights
while bishops prayer to corruption
rooks crumble under
the endless dropping bombs
and it's lies and hate to blind
the masses into feeding
the ever hungry greed
of the old rotting teeth
of profit before life
money hunger political machine
that stripped the mother of war
of her limbs and her head
and now she's theirs to control
to carry out the blueprints of our destruction