Agathocles - Without a Clue Lyrics

by Jack

Soldier-boys sent to war

Without a clue what they are fighting for

Taught to kill fellow-men

Survived or killed, they'll never win

Mentally maimed, gone insane

Ban the army, no more pain

Physically maimed, future gone

Ban the army, no more guns

They say that army makes a man

In that case, I won't be one

Fed with hatred, fed with lies

For a nation, I am not gonna die

Mentally maimed, gone insane

Ban the army, no more pain

Physically maimed, future gone

Ban the army, no more guns

Why should I die for the states' sins

Because in the end, there's no one who wins

Sacrifice my youth to spill blood

Once sent to war, fucked up for good