Men of War ft. Drexl Bowie Lyrics

Hooves fall on the red caliche

Premier fiends of Freud and Nietzsche

Mindless dreams of war in all men

Held forthwith to share their godsend

Lightning strikes this pilfered landscape

Bearing haunts and forms of decay

Apes set bare to claim

There manifest hell on Earth to stake these grim inquests

Men of god and men of war have strange affinities

Oh to be sure

There's nothing more than bloodshed

God servers or just gods themselves?

What mystics can't they seize when they're so pure?

Though they should know that the world will take their heads

Drive upon 'fore light of dawn

Tribes dead long swept like dirt to dust on

Made for new paths pale immersions

Roads made flesh yet frail inversions

Armored teeth and grave-dug monocles

Built by lies and snake-kissed oracles

Fall like sheets sway bathed in the wayward wind

Howl like dogs in the mist with the sinners and burn

Men of god and men of war have strange affinities

Oh to be sure

There's nothing more than bloodshed

God servers or just gods themselves?

What mystics can't they seize when they're so pure?

Though they should know that the world will take their heads

Men of god and men of war have strange affinities

Oh to be sure

There's nothing more than bloodshed

God servers or just gods themselves?

What mystics can't they seize when they're so pure?

Though they should know that…

Face yourselves in these vile raging souls

Take your role in this dance of sweet control

The western light is fleeting now

Fleece the air like bloody crowns

Of all men's hearts we are one form of clay