Gears of War! Gears of War! Gears of War! Gears of War! Gears of War! Gears of War! Gears of War! Gears of War!
Ethnic cleansing with no defending These acts of genocide A fatal ending with no surrendering To cover up the crimes and lie
Smart bombs, precision guided armament! A more sophisticated way to end up dead! Still we search and invent such intelligent weapons That kill eachother like the Gears of War!
Gears of War! Gears of War! Hoorah! Gears of War! Gears of War!
When you ride with thieves, then you die with thieves Cross my heart and hope that you die, that you die! When the smoke has cleared, the devil's in the mirror And you see his warheads paint the sky, now you die! Smart bombs, precision guided armament! A more sophisticated way to end up dead! Still we search and invent such intelligent weapons That kill eachother like the Gears of War!
These are the lyrics to the song "Gears of War" by Megadeth. The song's lyrics don't rhyme, for the most part, but kudos goes to the sophistication, creativity, and innovation of the song. And it's not a bad song, either. :wink:
Interesting, well poems don't have to rythme. There is such a thing as free verse. In a sense all lyrics are poems. For some reason, it doesn't shock me that you posted this ... :). Anyways, its interesting. Sounds like it is a decent song. Thanks for sharing this!
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