Released on February 18, 2007

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"They were crying when their sons left

God is wearing black

He's gone so far to find no hope

He's never coming back

They were crying when their sons left

All young men must go

He's come so far to find no truth

He's never going home"


[Tabs]

I swear to God I feel like I'm gonna die when I'm sober

I falter a bit, show you the alternate side of a soldier

I know it's hard for your sanity to survive the lies that they told ya

They expose you to a fallacy they provide til it's over

Now your tribe is hypnotized by the eyes of the cobra

Mesmerized by genocide while you lie in a coma

Plus you buy what they sold ya, and that thought is painful

That's why I walk with angels til I fly with Jehovah

I know ya felt the vibe cuz hell arrived on a mission

In the form of corporate media telling lies to your vision

Disguised in religion, so me and mines will rise against this enterprise that supplies the division

I try and fight the wrongs but the sun is yet to shine

That's why we write these songs for the ones they left behind

The dumb, deaf and blind, bought a ring for their fathers sins

And their sons are next in line, so I come to bless your mind without propagated vernacular

Instead of stopping the hatred they profligated a massacre

The AIDS epidemics copulated with ??

That plan back fired, they thought they could concentrate it to Africa

But I can see the logic, it was meant to deceive

Cuz only demons profit from death and disease

And I can't live with this, I consider this inadequate

Filled with bitterness like most this globe's indigenous inhabitants

I watched the money switch hands from poor to rich man

Saw them withstand this plan when we knelt deep in quicksand

We're the living dead but it's said there's a ?? view

The proverbial deer in headlights for the red, white and blue

So go and pay your tow, give your soul to God or Satan

But while you play the role they control the population

And it ain't commendable or expendable defense for the home team

Yeah we we're soldiers now the vultures pick our bones clean

We're all alone, war at home, and the clones are running

And no doubt we were sold out by our own government

Don't ask God why he's wearing a black ??

This is shrapnel with glass chards in the Big Apple's backyard

The war is on, so I'm often persistent

Cuz I can hear the galloping of the four horsemen

Off in the distance the road forks like a cobras tongue

Well we're the chosen ones to overcome

On the steps of the senate with smoking guns

There were seven heads at state, and a serpent that leads 'em

On top of the holy mountains searching for freedom

The empire is still deceiving so we setting wild fires

To burn all you liars, killers and demons

It's the Genesis of the best part, the exclamations of revelations

The final Exodus and death march

It's truth with Godly purpose, and death's a minor setback

The next act in this Illuminati circus


[Coal Cash]

Uncle Sam wants your kids as a government slave

He's putting guns in their hands and then dug 'em a grave

Cuz they love the grenades, parting ways to explore

The population control lock the fate of the globe

The hate they encode from the media propaganda

While George Bush Sr. plays the real corporal commander

And you won't understand the politics of 9/11

It's more than oil fields, it's the times of Armageddon

They're armed with weapons, a mass destruction of reduction

The construction of bombs that we drop, turn you to nothing

Think I'm bluffing, or sound something like I'm crazy

I think you're fucking fools to join the Army or the Navy

They want you babies to kill for glory and the gain

Does the glory remain when you're stained with your brother's brains

A mother's pain to find her son's not returning

Cuz they left them on the field with the rest of the bodies burning

Illuminati turning peasants into death's resemblance

You won't find the descendants amongst the tenants

Cuz the poor plays the defendants, sacrifice their life essence

While the president and gods speaking of vengeance

See I speak in the remembrance of soldiers who didn't make it

And the POW's we left forsaken

Awaken my generation is facing a genocide

While my pen revives a page of revelations inscribed

The devil's station of lies from the service that you built in

Fuck Jane Fonda and the Hanoi Hilton

I am Cory Tilton, fuck the merits and the fame

America's been barbaric as I inherit the pain

I'm not American but a cleric in God's army

Fuck Central Intelligence, your elements can't harm me

I never speak calmly, can't you hear what I'm saying

Right now there's dead bodies that are rotting and decaying

The government is saying we need more for the cause

So get down on all fours and die as a dog of war

And what I saw was remnants running towards religion

But not before they got their angel chips in

Cuz I've seen the ?? difference, the instance you made resistance

Do you pull it cuz those beat your wind sprints

On Indian prints on your conscious with visions beyond the monstrous

That haunt us to our grave cuz they made us an accomplice

To accomplish their visions of World Order

While you're left with the vision of the innocent you slaughtered

Wives and daughters, sons and husbands, the gun's percussion

Makes winters run blood red as they sung destruction

Among corruption of the youth and the truth

Abduction and abuse, a POW's noose

Tortured and abused cuz you're used as pawns

Go die over fuel mothafuckers you've been warned

"Welcome to the soldier side

Where there is no one here but me

People all grow up to die

There is no one here but me"