Текст песни Small Arms Dealer - Ill Gotten Gains

we are law
we are the concience of the battlefield
we are righteous and unbending steel
this our will for good or ill
the hammer we are forced to wield

we are every corruption
we are unchained destruction
we are the mothers and wives
the fathers and children who've died
for the wealth of another

we are the sum
of misdeeds done in our name
why call it change if its still the same?
we're just pawns, we can play along
or we can change the game

we are the hood, the rope that binds
we are the blood-stained suit and tie

we are birds of a feather
we are in this together
now and forever

this is the sound
of the whole world
going down