Neaera The World Devourers lyrics

The massive gallery of killing tools
A mad number of technological miracles
Weapons not only kill their targets
They also kill those who pull the triggers
Violence, the language of the weak

Let the pen be mightier
Than the sword

Wartime absurdity
Is economical prosperity
Greed over conscience

Mothers weep over their dead son's bodies
While prices are increasing in stock

One man's sorrow is another man's pleasure
Is that it?

All these victims of greed and loss
You cannot forget all these pictures
A soldiers innocence
Devoured by fierce memories

Let the pen be mightier, than the sword
Tamed, deceived, enslaved by power
Lost devoured, consumed with trauma
Enslaved by power, the world devourers