The Art Of War - Ill Niño

Rise the world that I will rise for you

Hold position by submission

And cause affliction

Love for you, one by one

This war has just begun

I’m not defenseless anymore, no more

You’ve built this wall to hide in shame, no shame

I will not fear your art of war

No war, it makes me sick, it makes me cringe

I will not fear your art of war

Guns to hold me, and chains to pull me

With Gods for armies, which are made of hate

Clipped my wings before I dare to fly again

To pull the strings of my dying bride

It makes me sick to sleep

War for treason, that’s your reason

I did not commit this crime

I’m not defenseless anymore, no more

You’ve built this wall to hide in shame, no shame

I will not fear your art of war

No war, it makes me sick, it makes me cringe

I will not fear your art of war

Of war and of war, this art of war, this art of war

Guns will not hold me down

Your war, guns will not hold me down, your war

I’m not defenseless anymore, no more

You’ve built this wall to hide in shame, no shame

I will not fear your art of war

No war, it makes me sick, it makes me cringe

I will not fear your art of war

I’m not defenseless anymore, no more

You’ve built this wall to hide in shame, no shame

I will not fear your art of war

No war, it makes me sick, it makes me cringe

I will not fear your art of war