[Music: Hanneman / Lyrics: Araya & Hanneman]
Propaganda death ensemble
Burial to be
Corpses rotting through the
night
In blood laced misery
Scorched earth the policy
The reason for the siege
The pendulum it shaves the blade
The
strafing air blood raid
Infiltration push reserves
Encircle the front lines
Supreme art of strategy
Playing on the
minds
Bombard till submission
Take all to their graves
Indication of triumph
The number(s) that are
dead
[Chorus:]
Sport the war, war support
The sport is war, total war
When victory's a massacre [sings "really massacre"
1st time,]
["really survival" 2nd]
The final swing is not a drill
It's how many people I can kill
[Solo:
Hanneman]
[Chorus]
Be dead fiend from above
When darkness falls
Descend onto my sights
Your fallen
walls
Spearhead break through the lines
Flanked all around
Soldiers of attrition
Forward their ground
Regime prophetic
age
Old in its time
Flowing veins run on through
Deep in the Rhine
Center of the web
All battles scored
What is our war
crimes
(era forever more... war)
[Solo: King]
Propaganda war ensemble
Burial to be
Bones shining by the night
In
blood laced misery
Campaign of elimination
Twisted psychology
When victory is to survive
And death is defeat
Sport the
war, war support
The sport is (war,) total war
When this end is a slaughter
The final swing is not a drill
It's how many
people I can kill
