Political Sin Songtext

Helicopters dropped us in the bush. Run for cover adrenaline rush. Mortars crash, tearing up the ground. Bodies lay lifeless on the ground. Fighting a war we can't win, government causes the ultimate sin. Boys running, screaming in fear. Wounded, screaming, dragged to the rear. Here comes the enemy with the big guns. We/re the wounded lucky ones. Political sin send you off to die. Can't ask the government any questions why. I don't support a government, thats full of hate and human torment.