Brother will kill brother
Spilling blood across the land
Killing for your religion
Something I don't understand

Fools like me, who cross the sea
And come to foreign lands
Ask the sheep, for their beliefs
Do you kill on God's command?

A country that's divided
Surely will not stand
My past erased, no more disgrace
No foolish naive stand

The end is near, it's crystal clear
Part of the master plan
It might not start in Israel
It might be your homelands

Holy wars
And the punishment due

Praise the Lord
I know your nights crying
Seek a death
Repel down the rocks behind the lines

Some people risk to employ me
Some people live to destroy me
Either way they die

They killed my wife, and my baby
With hopes to enslave me
First mistake, last mistake!
Paid by the alliance, to slay all the giants
Next mistake, no more mistakes!

Fill the cracks in, with judicial granite
Because I don't say it, don't mean I ain't thinkin' it
Next thing you know, they'll take my thoughts away
I know what I said, now I must scream of the overdose
And the lack of mercy killings, mercy killings
Mercy killings, killings, killings, killings

Unless you know to take my thoughts away

Writer : MUSTAINE, DAVE
Copyright : Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing