War of Dimensions

Technical, Four Star General, in the game of Lucifer, living inferno thermonuclear

This can't go on, it feels so wrong might not see my family again

I can't pretend, I'm proud of things I've done, with my gun

Snipe motherfuckers, sideswipe motherfuckers, chain smoking waiting, takes me back to training

When I longed for glory, but it's so gory, unbelievably, will heaven never receive me

Ah what I've done is this foreign sun killed women, slaughtered children filled them with lead and shrapnel

I wish I had a cyanide capsule, have you ever crushed baby skulls, like paper cups

Grenade in the schoolhouse, and yell everybody out

Incoming, wild running, take cover I'm hit, please tell my mother that I love her

Let me pull rank, advance with tanks too late to turn back, my platoon's gone, burnt black

A tear drop brings me back to reality close my eyes to watch everyone I murdered savagely