Rattling bones travel across dusty floor
Cacophonous screams of a pained friend echo in his mind
Stock of rifle pressed against horror's forehead
With meaty slam, the vengeful wanderer brings a friend peace
Now that his friend's misery ended
The suffering of two was brought to an end
But old world governments slayed billions
An otherworldly crime that no soul can amend
The death of many an ungodly injustice
Old world leaders ravaged the Earth for spite and riches
Leaving nothing behind but war, famine and death
Now we are all sons of bitches.