Death Stroke Songtext

Experimentation erases a population a split second decision on the fate of a nation. Half discovered dead on the initial sweep. There's no turning back now; we're in too fucking deep. They release the toxins, create a controlled disease. They prepare for warfare with untold miseries. Deathstroke by its own hand, destroying its own land. They create a wasteland, and they call it peace. National security defends the land of the free. Citizen now means enemy. ANOTHER WARD OF TENTED BEDS. CAMPGROUND OF THE LIVING DEAD. LIVES WASTED FOR A WEAPON. IT'S IN OUR BEST INTERESTS