Lyrics The Blood Upon Their Face - The Madding Crowd

The Blood Upon Their Face

They smear the blood upon their face
And, oh, they feel no shame
For it is but a trophy in their cruel and sickening game
They come with guns and kill for fun
Anything that they see
They represent all the decay of western society
They represent all that is wrong
With all the Human race
Rich westerners who kill for sport —
They are Mankind’s disgrace
They kill so they can mount a head
Above their fireplace
They kill so that they all can smear
The blood upon their face
They say they’ve acted heroically
That they have killed a dangerous beast
They look like cowards to me
And they are the only beasts I see
The bullets smash right through the skull
And tear holes in the brain
It is a such, that when they kill
They do not inflict pain
And this is the excuse they use
To kill because they can
And smile for pictures with a corpse
The blood upon their hands
They smear the blood upon their face