Mob Rules

Remember when the troops has come
They called them jerks and made them run
And tell them: home and faith are lies
The world in peace the heights at war
They name the judge a lying whore
And lost their right and will to survive
One trip was booked
By the immigrant hell
They call it the last forever
One trip was sold
As a ticket to fight
They praise the lord but kill his child
The speak of death has born the wild