Stained

Ant it stained, by the ghosts of those enslaved
Ant it stained, by the blood of those we slay
Ant it stained, by the peace we never made
You can keep your prayers and take them to your grave

Ant it stained, like your memory of Christ
Ant it stained, like your laughing man disguise
Ant it stained, like your constant stream of lies
In the name of God you're bleeding us all dry

In the name of freedom we're all following the flag
blood on the pavement, blood on the cul-de-sac
In the name of freedom we'll all dying for the cause
blood on the pavement, blood on those hands of yours

Ant it stained, like the hatred you applaud
Ant it stained, like the badges you award
Ant it stained, like the wisdom you ignored
While suited prophets profit from it all

(© Sputnik Weazel ...from "Unsolicited Material" - CD 2007)

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