Men in Robes

Youtube Version of the song. Lyrics by Steve Lance, Music produced using Suno 5.5

Men in Robes

Men in robes preach to men in suits, who order men in boots, and so it goes, the infidels must die.

A lamb is marked, its blood flows red, the believers dance, and so it goes, the infidels must die.

A farewell meal, a mother’s tears, a son smiles, and so it goes, the infidels must die.

Forges burn, swords are hammered, shields are polished, and so it goes, the infidels must die.

The streets are lined, cheers go up, the young march by, and so it goes, the infidels must die.

The morning dew, the field is green, young men are ready, and so it goes, the infidels must die.

Prayers are said, protection granted, God takes sides, and so it goes, the infidels must die.

The banners lead, the drums pound, the boys advance, and so it goes, the infidels must die.

The swords clash, bodies fall, blood flows, and so it goes, the infidels must die.

The commander falls, the lines break, the boys stall, and so it goes, the infidels must die.

The losses mount, the battle presses, swords grow dull, and so it goes, the infidels must die.

The day grows dark, the battle ends, the dead are left, and so it goes, the mothers cry.

Men in robes preach to men in suits, who order men in boots, and so it goes, the mothers cry.

And so it goes, the mothers cry.

The words are mine, the rest AI