Shrapnel blind, napalm burned
Wars wrath so unkind, body bags
Fighting machines
No mercy for the innocent

Too late to say a prayer
Too late to take a stand
No salvation from the savior
This is the final command

Fight for whom, kill for what?
Trial the same, sinner or saint
Needles waist, genocide.
Evil grows, good grows faint

Too late to say a prayer
Too late to take a stand
No salvation from the savior
This is the final command

Soldiers march, enemies fall
Doomsday clock takes us all
Crazed minds, seal our fate
Oppression much too late

Too late to say a prayer
Too late to take a stand
No salvation from the savior
This is the final command