Letra de Glorious Dead de Random Killing

What's so glorious about being dead
what's so glorious about a bullet in your head
what's so glorious about fighting a war
what's so glorious i don't know anymore
Lest we forget about their sacrifice
lest we forget about how they gave their lives
lest we forget about the horror and pain
lest we forget about the political gain
We must remember our glorious dead
we must remember who made their beds
we must remember who sent them to war
we must remember when we tear down that wall
We have become a weak society
we are the target
the war's waged on you and me
we must become independent and strong
we must remember not to be strung along