War Culture Lyrics

There's no denying that what we've done is set ourselves up.
Propped up on pride and a sense that what we've done is right,
But we take and we take and we take and we take, it's the American way.
American lies, manifest destiny, this world is mine.
A nation under fire, we were born in flames.
Finger on the trigger, a way of life.
Marching into conflict, war on my mind.
Boots on the ground, when it comes,
No one will hear a sound.
The beast snarls and shows it's teeth, no one seems to care.
We've become comfortable with death everywhere.
Unhinged violence and the cries are silent,
This beast needs to feed, it can't be done when we're a nation at peace.
Eye for an eye, the whole world's blind.
This war culture is mine.