Hands steady with no hesitation
Holds the weight of the world in their arms
The young drowns in their desperation
Sent off the fight their mindless wars
Descendants of our fathers forgotten
We march forwards on the bones of our fallen
Will we pull through
Or destroy ourselves
Are we past the point
Of making amends
We are going down
At breakneck speed
Don't you think it's time
To acknowledge defeat
Write it on the walls and burn it down
We'll keep your secrets safe and sound
In concrete halls underground
ICBM's inbound
Descendants of our fathers forgotten
We march forwards on the bones of our fallen
And If I were to fall I wouldn't be alone
There's brothers in arms where my body's thrown
Your last night on earth was all in vain
When the writer of the book doesn't know your name
Descendants of our fathers forgotten
We march forwards on the bones of our fallen
Will we pull through
Or destroy ourselves
Are we past the point
Of making amends
We are going down
At breakneck speed
Don't you think it's time
To acknowledge defeat
Life as we know will soon expire
As we bask in the glory of their nuclear fire
An appointment in Samarra
Will we pull through
Or destroy ourselves
Are we past the point
Of making amends
We are going down
At breakneck speed
Don't you think it's time
To acknowledge defeat