Would the winds hold form
Seeing the rivers bloat
Over fed by the hills
At the start of the stream
A little trickle
A little trickle down it flows
A little trickle
A little trickle down it flows
Is God, one known to favor
And with selected preference
To owe allegiance to man
But not to all men
To watch blindly as man
Destroys another
All in his name
Martyrdom in his name
They yell and scream "for your blessing"
His name before battle
Martyrdom in his name
They yell and scream "for your blessing"
His name before battle
We fight for our God
This is for the lord
This is for the lord
How is that to be explained
I created all the universe
Yet I can not win the hearts
Of all men, not all men on my side
This is man's war, all of it
This is man's greed, all of it
Masqueraded as a holy war
A jihad, a crusade; this is man's war
From the beginning of time
This has all and always been man's war
Yet with so little value on purpose
Since we keep lying to ourselves
That it is, anything but a man's war
All of it, all the blood, all the pain
No morality to fight for
No course so great
And God wanders why
And what to do with us
Fighting the two thousand year war
Just to destroy all that he created
In his name
This has always been man's war
Just to destroy all that he created
In his name
This has always been man's war
