Skunk Anansie - Killer'S War lyrics

with your ever escent hate

you can kill without obsession

with your morals from the state

incredible, conceivable

you justify yourself

but the demons in your partisan

creep up inside your wealth

this is war - killers' war, this is war - killers' war

and all your little devils

watch the saints come marching in

'cos they have no expectations

from the smell of your fake sins

your eyes go blind from whiteness

there's no mystery to unturn

your cracked inside your coloured shell

'cos you will never learn