The Enemy's Reward by David Bowden

Mute by David Bowden

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The Enemy's Reward
by David Bowden

Album: Mute

The same blood stained on your bayonet's blade
Is the life in your veins, you stole in the trade
To protect your kids, your family, your own
You destroyed their father, her husband, their home
It's easy to separate
Them there, us here, drink a beer, and lounge
Let the tube feed you news about the war-cries sound
Put down your beer and get off your leather L-boy recliner
And picture war here, guns in your face and bombs in your diners
Dinner at home, you think your alone all set up candlelight for two
The kids are upstairs and the cool autumn air goes perfect with your Pisco wine from Peru
Then Boom
It's done
Because some soldier, forthright, with a gun
Busted in your door, shot you, your wife and more
Because he thought you look too much liked the terrorist he was taught to abhor
We can't see a trace of reality's face when we mock, uninformed at our shore
Increasing the gap by our guerrilla like contacts turning our ignorance into gore
Unpiloted planes protect our troops
Raining down judgment, our fiery truth
Satellite warheads reduce humans to on-screen locations
Trading in a first and last name for latitude and longitude coordinations
Now the nation's vocation is strangulation liberation
With no consideration for life preservation outside of this civilization
It's like we've been blasted with gamma radiation
Becoming a hulk of self-perpetuation
We have no desire for detoxification, instead we become slaves to the corporations Having sexual relations with our television stations
Now war is taught as elementary as alphabetization
Instead of ABCDEFG
Children learn how to sing the teen aimed theme
Kid Rock rocks kids who flip lids at his funded war-songs
Screaming American Warrior propagating propaganda at the top of their lungs
Mothers, weep for your children
Think, cry, change
But wait