Lyrics

The pilot blind by design Scattered munitions, no target, no problem, uxo The enemy unseen, a poor excuse just like it's always been Languid execution, costing generations Cogs in the wheel, cogs in the machine Never to wake, a stygian dream The enemy unseen, a poor excuse just like it's always been Languid execution, costing generations UXO, contaminate UXO, lie in wait Praying, haunting, whispers Ready to explode No safety in sight The kind of fear that keeps you up at night It's always there, under your bed, until the scars are burned inside your head A stray moment means a missing limb; put back together with plates and pins Cluster bomb payloads irrigate the soil Fear becomes the vulture, eradicate the culture