Testo Blood And Treasure

Caught in the throes of war, this militaristic plague
fevered dreams of dominance passed on again and again
empires founded on the corpes of soldiers and slaves
a colony drained of its life's blood leaving stains of misery

in every footprint that we leave
every day a new reason to grieve
carrying on and on in the sanguine tradition of freedom
poor against poorer forever in battles of attrition
cloaked in flags and faith, choking on blood and sand
crimson in tan. we are leaving stains of misery

every footprint that we leave
will revisit us one thousand fold

blood! treasure!
dying for fiction
blood! treasure!
imperial addiction