Born into a class structure, rich man or slave at his feet
Bystander or maker of crime killing in war or doing time
The elders who possess the power build areals in defense,
You pay the price for their fears their memories they won't forget
It's your fate, you don't decide,
It's your fate, struggle just to survive
The verdict in long before the first breath filled your lungs
Tomorrow you'll rise look around you wonder why
All you see in decay fate has not been kind
Holy war
Suicidal bomber dying for a cause, and the life you're losing it's well worth the price
You're on a mission for your god, and the innocents you take with you are examples of us all
Holy war holy war you keep killing you don't know who it's for
I watch you soldier as you stab her and laugh, her mother draws her near
She takes her last breath
Then you unfold your leader's picture, show him what you've done
Then you kiss his photo, praise his holy one
Holy war holy war you keep killing you don't know what it's for