Lord of War Songtext
von Harlott

20 million rounds laying waste to hordes of man
The infantile militia desecrate at your command
You light the fuse, summon abuse
And cultivate this death
Importing lies, exporting lives
And stain it all blood red

Straight from hell
You play the part well
Self-crowned king
Of endless suffering

Ambassador of riotous violence
Consecrating lifeless darkness
Ignore the price, so long as you get paid
Nominate the victim, die for peace
Live your own disdain


Tyrant of despicable warfare
Inciting the progress nowhere
Icon of deception, heed no blame
Privatising conflict for the green
What be your name?
Lord of War!

40 thousand dead in a single fucking day
Globalise your genocide, life the price to pay
Exacerbate relations, warring nations what you need
Gain the wealth, feel no guilt, money cannot bleed

Born of hell
The part was made so well
Stolen king
Of priceless suffering

Ambassador of riotous violence
Consecrating lifeless darkness
Ignore the price, so long as you get paid
Nominate the victim, die for peace
Live your own disdain

Tyrant of despicable warfare
Inciting the progress nowhere
Icon of deception, heed no blame
Privatising conflict for the green
What be your name?
Lord of War!


Ambassador of riotous violence
Consecrating lifeless darkness
Ignore the price, so long as you get paid
Nominate the victim, die for peace
Live your own disdain

Tyrant of despicable warfare
Inciting the progress nowhere
Icon of deception, heed no blame
Privatising conflict for the green
What be your name?

Lord of War!