Executioner's Song Lyrics

Kill with a Judas kiss.
Revenge ain't so sweet when the blood is on your lips.

Democracy is such a whore,
Fools and kids march off to war.

Cold comes the reaper's grin.
How will we pay for our greatest sin?

Democracy is such a whore
(Know your history)
Fools and pawns march out to war
(Without victory, there's no history).

Down Underground
Where will you go when the witch hunt turns around?

Democracy is such a whore
(Know your history),
Brothers and sons march off to war
(Without victory, there's no history).

No one wins.
Brothers and sons march off to war