No Mans Land
Fury In The Slaughterhouse Lyrics

We're dropping bombs down on the kids
We are conducting airstrikes that are causing harm to innocent children.

They can't eat bombs
The children affected by the airstrikes cannot consume or use the bombs that are being dropped on them.

And we know this
We are aware of the fact that the children cannot benefit from the bombs.

But we're doing what we're told
Despite knowing the harm we are causing, we are following orders from our superiors without question.

We're flying around in strategic bombers
We are piloting planes that are designed for strategic bombing missions.

With an afterburner straight to hell
We are accelerating at high speeds towards dangerous and hostile territories.

Where napalms burning love that smell
We are dropping napalm bombs that create a burning and destructive environment.

My little girl she sits at home
The artist has a daughter who is waiting for him to return home.

With my last letter all alone
The daughter has received a letter from her father, who is away on a mission.

She stops to read closes her eyes and then she cries
The daughter becomes emotional after reading her father's letter.

My daddy told me he was proud
The father expressed his pride in his daughter in his letter.

My mummy's praying but not too loud
The mother is hopeful and praying for the safe return of her husband but does not want to attract attention to herself.

I wonder if the Lord will get the message clear
The daughter is unsure if her family's prayers will be heard and answered by God.

Oh mummy be sure I'll come back
The singer reassures his wife that he will return home safely.

In a wooden box all painted black
The singer acknowledges the possibility of his death at war and imagines his body being brought home in a casket.

A bullet between the eyes is all that's left for you
The artist suggests that death is inevitable in the war, and the only thing left for him is to be killed by a bullet to the head.

Seven times I've asked my head
The artist has questioned himself seven times about his situation.

But all I've got is no mans land...no mans land...
Despite his contemplation, the singer feels lost and unsure of his place in the war.

And if those generals say: don't worry
The singer is skeptical of the reassurances provided by military leaders.

Same old assholes same old story
The artist believes that the military leaders are repeating the same untruths they tell everyone before going to war.

And it's not true...
The artist doesn't believe the words of the military leaders and thinks their promises are empty.