Spearheading The Spawn

The world's eyes are getting sore
A boot in humanity's face
This camp makes your country a target even more
A sacrifice (on the altar) of security

The side-effects of your selfish deeds
Grew bigger than what you tried to defeat
By fighting terror with these means
Your enemies only unite and [Bm]increase

Suicide, torture, hunger-stɾike
Can't prevent you [A7from your path
Arrogant monopoly of being ɾight
Privilege of the powerful and [Bm]hurt

Praising the war on [C7]terror
A great ɾecruitment tɾigger
It all [Em]comes back to [C7]you
You ɾeap the wind you [A7sew

Sow wind – ɾeap storm