Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Finger On The Trigger, artist - Blinded By Faith. Album song Imperial Collapse, in the genre Иностранный рок
Date of issue: 31.12.2006
Record label: Galy Records - Earhertz
Song language: English
Finger On The Trigger |
Point blank indoctrination |
Brainwashed youth, brought down, twisted, crushed and recast |
Formatted robots, ready to be programmed |
Inhumane principles to spawn the ideal soldier: |
Psychological shutdown! |
Disintegrate the individuality, annihilate identity |
Until all mental forces collapse |
Then redesign the self to server abstract authorities |
Blind killing machines, recruited at eighteen |
Almost children, perfect preys to defile |
Slaves, pawns, cannon fodder! |
A neurotic instructor pours cement in your skull: |
«Listen to me, silly sissies, faggots with no balls |
You’re worst than nothing to me |
Worthless scumbags with no backbones |
If you wanna be somebody here |
Don’t think twice, don’t think at tall, just do what you’re told |
And it’s gonna be the best of both worlds |
You need some strict discipline!» |
Glory to the star spangled-banner! |
Now let us pray… |
A good American is a man |
Who was born with a finger on the trigger |
To erase the problem cases and promote the noble causes |
A real American is a man who’s willing to die |
For his beloved country |
«Crawl in the mud or on your friend’s corpse |
It doesn’t matter how many people are killed |
Never mind how much blood is spilled |
Victory is ours, we never surrender |
Enemies lurk in every corner, the threat is permanent |
We’re rightfully suspect and purge |
Never hesitate to bomb the fuckers!» |
They don’t even know they serve higher interest! |
Corporations behold the show and laugh in the shadows |
Orchestrating wars from afar, financing fear and worldwide paranoia |
Protecting their privileges as armies crumble on the battlefield |
With an elastic morality, they speculate on human pain |
Led by their lust for power |
See nothing, say nothing, hear nothing: credo of the corruptors! |
From the ashes of Britannia rose a country |
Struck by a collective Viet Namnesia |
Uncle Sam is out of control, out of reach |
Happy bloodbath, Mr. President! |
Democracy is now a vain word |
Peace goes down the drain |