Spoils of War Songtext
von Derelict

This is a haunted land
And the ghouls walk among men
Their affliction transcends

We are beyond redemption
Beyond sympathy

Behold the fruits of our labor
The ill-begotten spoils of war


De-education is the sharpest blade
With which to amputate
Pride, confidence, wisdom and honor
Genetically picked out and slaughtered

A heavy conscience hangs
Only on those who dare to see through the dream

We justify the sins of our fathers
We build upon a foundation of bones

We take to heart the lies of our mothers
We lock our souls in an armor of stone

History is written in chalk
By those who hold the steel
Our dreams of vengeance must one day overcome our apathy