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• Artiste: Andromeda
• Titre: Play Dead
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Preemptive attack as a matter of fact Let no one escape, leave nothing intact Eye for an eye, they might try to scratch They won't stand a chance, there will be no rematch Just keep on going, drive over them I saw a boy throw a stone, I think Drive over them Rip apart the walls Blast away all running civilians Then try to cover it up, but it can't be done 'Cause everything is painted in red Yeah - starting to show All the things you don't want us to know Talking head Yeah - shaking us so As all we can do is play dead Still, lie still And try not to breathe Scorched the earth, the scars run deep An infected tattoo, an oasis of blood Do you expect us to look the other way When nothing is more obvious And everything's painted in red Yeah - starting to show All the things you don't want us to know Talking head Yeah - shaking us so As all we can do is play "...there, one o'clock. Haven't seen anything since then. Just fuckin', once you get on 'em just open up. All right, firing. Let me know when you've got them. Let's shoot. Light them all up. Keep shootin'. Keep shootin'. Roger. Got 'em. Oh, sorry what was going on? God damn it, Kyle. All right, ha ha. I hit 'em. Got a bunch of bodies layin' there. Oh yeah, look at those dead bastards. All right, we got about, uh, eight individuals. There's one guy moving down there but he's, uh, he's wounded. Come on buddy. All you gotta do is pick up a weapon. Come on let us shoot! Come on. Clear. Clear. Nice. Nice. Good shootin'. Thank you." Silence - nothing but silence here Tears fertilizing the sand Still nothing is growing Silence And we sleep under stars with the roar Still fresh in our memory Remembering a time When everything was fine "There was approximately four to five individuals in the vehicle moving bodies. Looks like a kid. Over. I got a wounded girl, we need to take her to Rustamiyah. Could you tell the battalion that two civilian children casualties are coming back to Rustamiyah in the Bradley. Over. I've got, uh, eleven Iraqi KIA's, one small child wounded. Over. Roger. Ah damn. Well. Oh well. Well, it's their fault for bringing their kids to a battle." Strike them hard, backstabbing ally Weaken and starve them With unreasonable sanctions Then try to sell that with limited resources They've developed new weapons Of mass destruction Trojan horse of Kuwait worked out well Sent Glaspie to smile and Nayirah to cry Do you expect us to look the other way No nothing is more obvious Yes everything is painted in red Yeah - starting to show All the things you don't want us to know Talking head Yeah - shaking us so As all we can do is play dead "I think he just drove over a body. Did he? Yeah. Maybe it was a visual illusion, but it looked like it. well they're dead, so. We're shootin' some more. Hey, you shoot, I'll talk. Engaging with Hellfire. You're clear. All right firing. We're not even going to watch this fuckin' shit? Target hit. And firing. There it goes, look at that bitch go! Patoosh! Roger. Building destroyed. Engaged with three Hellfire missiles. Nice missile. Did it look good? Sweet."