Dishonorable, the tactics we employ
The battles in which we engage ourselves
Everybody back home in their box
Are unpacking shopping bags
The ribbon magnets and the plastic flags
Let them believe that there's a man in the clouds
With an eye out for us on the ground
And a halo for every boy
Waits regardless of who he destroys
And if you believe what you are told
You've seen the dastardly dethroned
And the commander sends the heroes home
He sends everbody back home in a box
Made of temples we've defaced
And decorated with the shells we've shocked
Let them believe that there's a man in the clouds
With an eye out for us on the ground
And a heaven for every boy
Waits regardless of who he destroys
Let them believe that we were summoned by fate
To go and fight for a struggle so great
When really we're party to enslaving the world