I like this kind of war

Kick off with a driving, fuzz-drenched electric guitar riff, rolling bass, and tight punchy drums, Layer swirling organs and trippy effects for that psychedelic edge, Male vocals soar and echo through dynamic, high-energy choruses, Explosive guitar solos electrify the bridge

Today, everything is as usual Today, everything is as usual Morning coffee Looking at the monitors Fingers flying over the keys Flight route planned Time to go What's down there? Who cares? More targets More losers Sitting in my office chair I like this kind of war Missiles launched Hit scored Easier than a shooting gallery Like playing with soldiers Fun game! And I'm flying back sitting in an office chair I like this kind of war It's lunchtime I'll go get something to eat salad, meat, or maybe pizza and Coke But then suddenly a siren wailed piercingly a blow in the back and darkness covered me I'm struggling to open my eyes black smoke I can't see a thing I'm trying to scream But I can't hear my voice I'm trying to walk and stumbling looking down someone's torn body brown mass smeared across the walls It's brains, bitch I don't realize right away I feel a little queasy fuck it, it's back again darkness covers me forgive me, Mom I don't want to die I don't want to die!

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