Bitter End - Profits Of Doom lyrics

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These tanks roll off the line<br />

And though I make them, they ain't mine<br />

I make my life from sales of death<br />

I feel no guilt, I'm just here to collect<br />

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It seems so useless to put up a fight<br />

You're on their treadmill and there's no end in sight<br />

They've got us trapped in dead end lives<br />

No hope or promise, we fight to survive<br />

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Well, we see them as they see us<br />

Perceptions clouded by fear and mistrust<br />

We miss the point, we're all the same<br />

Each wants the other side to take all the blame<br />

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Nothing is sacred, nothing is clean<br />

Defiled and tainted, completely obscene<br />

They speak of truth with lying eyes<br />

We've reached the level of those we despise<br />

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Well, men on top they roll the dice<br />

They play their games and we all pay the price<br />

And if the truth can set you free<br />

We're all enslaved by this hypocrisy! <br />

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You hear the warnings of pain, doom and strife<br />

Can you imagine a fate worse than life?<br />

Living this life, you live their lie<br />

Live for today for tomorrow we die