"Ad Infinitum," set to "For Originz" by Kevin Macleod, and a stormy backdrop. Ad Infinitum
Hide your face and sham consternation
Who are you going to kill?
It's not an applause, it's ammunition
Slip on the blood you've spilled
You're demented and obscene
So guilty and hang-dog loyal
Weaned on bloodshed and crime scenes
Look at the land you've spoiled
Waste lives, lay civilians low
I suppose you think it's clever
It's time to reap the things you've sown
Until the end of never
When you're gone, who'll remember you?
Which song will we sing
You're more like Gerry Anderson
So who's pulling your strings?
At the cost of peace you fought for power
For the glory of fathers who are dead and gone
At last dawns your darkest hour
Finally, your time has come
"Ad Infinitum" Copyright 2017 Rusty Walker
For Originz Kevin MacLeod (incompetech.com)
Licensed under Creative Commons: By Attribution 3.0 License
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