Songtext von Instruments Of Persuation

A farce - so sincere A farce - so austere A farce - heartfelt pleas A farce - shock and awe to force a retreat Ten thousand corpses in the wake of his whims Count many thousands more on the way to obedience Duty - to uphold Duty - to make bold Duty - purity so skewed Duty - break out the arms, don't spare the rod Ten thousand corpses in the wake of his whims Waves and flashed smiles, with the gall of an unmarked man Instruments of persuation Instruments of persuation Instruments of persuation Rallying calls to the wilfully blinkered Hands on the heart and heads in the sand Instruments of persuation Instruments of persuation Stand shoulder-to-shoulder and win the bonanza A sweetener from death to get back in the good books Instruments of persuation Instruments of persuation