[bad word] Home (Sanitarium)



 [bad word] to where time stands still

 no one leaves and no one will

 Moon is full, never seems to change

 just labeled mentally deranged

 Dream the same thing every night

 I see our freedom in my sight

 No locked doors, No windows barred

 No things to make my brain seem scarred



 Sleep my friend and you will see

 that dream is my reality

 They keep me locked up in this cage

 can't they see it's why my brain says Rage



    Sanitarium, leave me be

    Sanitarium, just leave me alone



 Build my fear of what's out there

 and cannot breathe the open air

 Whisper things into my brain

 assuring me that I'm insane

 They think our heads are in their hands

 but violent use brings violent plans

 Keep him tied, it makes him well

 he's getting better, can't you tell?



 No more can they keep us in

 Listen, [bad word] it, we will win

 They see it right, they see it well

 but they think this saves us from our [bad word] 


    Sanitarium, leave me be

    Sanitarium, just leave me alone

    Sanitarium, just leave me alone



 Fear of living on

 natives getting restless now

 Mutiny in the air

 got some death to do

 Mirror stares back hard

 Kill, it's such a friendly word

 seems the only way

 for reaching out again.



 Bodies fill the fields I see, hungry heroes end

 No one to play soldier now, no one to pretend
 [bad word] blind through killing fields, bred to kill them all

 Victim of what said should be

 a servant `til I fall



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    Soldier boy, made of clay

    now an empty shell

    twenty one, only son

    but he served us well

    Bred to kill, not to care

    just do as we say

    finished here, Greeting Death

    he's yours to take away



    Back to the front

    you will do what I say, when I say

    Back to the front

    you will die when I say, you must die

    Back to the front

                  you coward

                  you servant

                  you blindman

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 Barking of machinegun fire, does nothing to me now

 sounding of the clock that ticks, get used to it somehow

 More a man, more stripes you bare, glory seeker trends

 bodies fill the fields I see

 the slaughter never ends



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 Why, I dying?

 Kill, have no fear

 Lie, live off lying

 [bad word]  [bad word] is here



 I was born for dying



 Life planned out before my birth, nothing could I say

 had no chance to see myself, moulded day by day

 Looking back I realize, nothing have I done

 left to die with only friend

 Alone I clench my gun



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