Killing Machine
Faceless puppets all dressed alike
Sparkling badges, empty eyes
They're all ready, all in line
Drums of war, comrades in crime

The command is given, the ranks are tightened
The killing machine is ready to slaughter
There's no mercy but savagery
The army of death comes for you and me

The lowest forms of life
The result of a series of failures
No sensitivity, no prospect, no culture
The perfect job is swingin the sabers
Automatons driven by frustrations
Always ready to execute orders
There is no justice in their nasty actions
Fascist minds, racist soldiers

People shot dead, killed, humiliated
Skin color makes the difference
They're all ready, all in line
Drums of war, comrades in crime
The command is given, the ranks is tightened
The killing machine is ready to slaughter
There's no mercy but savagery
The army of death comes for you and me