Icons of Filth Politricks lyrics


	POLITRICKS The country in which I live Had offended another nation And so here I die with millions Through political complication I've offended nobody still face in the mud I die clad with fleshy pieces The result of political war cry Chorus: Die, die in another's war Why, why was there rich and poor? Me, me 'six feet under' You - further down in your bunker Now that I look back This annihilation didn't have to be You learnt us your fucking patriotism To support your pathetic greed You also gave us hate So we could fight amongst ourselves And you slyly ran for shelter as we were showered with shells Chorus: Die, die in another's war Why, why was there rich and poor? Me, me 'six feet under' You - further down in your bunker For the 'lesser' A painful ending For their 'betters' Maybe another chapter Did the other live? Is it still raining? Outside your bunker Lies your answer.