What goes around, comes In his own he dies, through Columbian ties Faded back to the essence, still forced to a lesson All must be settled, no question
The echo machine gun rounds simmers A fallen soldier, his gun on his shoulders, lights get dimmer Key back and forth on the ignition The stench is part of the horrible condition
As he waits for the smoke to All he was the blast from the bomb that kept ringin' in his ear Along with gun barrin' troops, fatigues and boots far away, whether night or day, you hear 'em shoot
It's a very unforgiven and hostile military hardware is the only requirement A where the deceased is just a thing of the past And each and every advance is costly than the last
A madness, responsible for losses Political forces, littered with corpses Like the youth in the street, who and gets scarred the troops in the field, bet it all on one card
Some question they reason for bein' Face an odd and a recession that's so severe in the shadow of a terrible loss And the atmosphere, breathin' air can cost
A place where the majority is for self the agenda not far beyond, personal wealth It's like, you eat, or you die from hunger Starving to death, the coroner calls your number
With no bread to bite or break from off the The caskets had exceeded the number of When dark, danger falls across the plateau Unmaskin' deceit, in the streets that sat low
These stompin' grounds are to bring misfortune by his obsessions, he murder for portions And from of a miserable death, his final undoin' His biggest downfall was the people he left
What goes around, comes In his own iniquity he dies, through Columbian Faded back to the essence, still forced to a lesson All must be settled, no question
goes around, comes around In his own iniquity he dies, through Columbian back to the essence, still forced to learn a lesson All must be settled, no question