Lyrics:

Winter turns to fall?Morning darkens all?And the roaring sun it starts to fall You’re a war machine?Living hard and mean?No I can’t believe what you want to see All the time you’ve seen Didn’t look between the lines of all those books you read Devil dancing on a garden wall?Ain’t it funny you’re the one that falls Was it you I heard that crying call And you’d rather just be one?In the gullet of a maxim gun?Burning through the masses of the one’s for whom your god is young And you’d rather hold some other’s son?Keep me marching to the restless drum?Oh my lover, my love, oh what have I done??More than should anyone Just a war machine?Living hard and mean?You wouldn’t care to know the blood I’ve seen Hundred thousand lives?Scattered over little miles?Sacred medals in the sunlight gleam And you’d rather just be one?In the gullet of a maxim gun?Burning through the masses of the one’s for whom your god is young And you’d rather hold some other’s son?Keep me marching to the restless drum?Oh my lover, beloved, oh what have I done? Though you’re far away You’ll never let me go?Though you’ll never stoop to show You’re kingdom’s crown?Bound in bones you’ve broken down In a court of silent sound Just a war machine?Living hard and mean?You didn’t look between the lines I’m on a garden wall?Laughing while the garden falls?And I smile to see the blood that love can breed Just a war machine You’re a war machine You’re a war machine My love oh my lover