Thousand years of hate, like a hand that's choking you   Forgotten how to breathe, killed a thousand men   Died a thousand deaths in your sweet dreams   In your sweet dreams      A symphony of destruction, the agony you conduct   With a video of torture, the downfall of a race   A general rehearsal of all great things to come   Reality TV delivers to you on request, your private war      War means business, even if it's a civil one   It brings together nations   Who try to force down peace   A peace of paper      Thousand years of hate, like a hand that's choking you   Forgotten how to breathe, killed a thousand men   Died a thousand deaths in your sweet dreams   In your sweet dreams      Thousand years of hate, like a hand that's choking you   Forgotten how to breathe, killed a thousand men   Died a thousand deaths in your sweet dreams   In your sweet dreams      War means business, even if it's a civil one   It brings together nations   Who try to force down peace   A peace of paper