On behalf of the unnamed soldiers  Dies for their country in some far-away place  Some returned expecting glory  Baby killers got spit upon their face    With napalm, we're villains, we're burning the children  To death, Obsessed    Put there by liars, the money messiahs, decay, obey  Shoot, kill, good will, God is on our side  Don't ask your task, do what you must do    Your door to Hell, Hell, your door to Hell    Open season for the fascists  To test their toys out  On this frail human race  Some burned the flag  And denied them  While others marched off  To save a nation's face    Hiding in the trenches  Their lungs filled with stenches  Of death, Obsessed  Most who enlisted  No longer existed  Slain in vain  Shoot kill good will  Christian soldiers  Don't ask your task  Do as you're told