Tanks burn and spit
Their flames lick the crying sky
Oil spills and clots the sand
They drain the desert dry
Slit the vein with a knife of white
Let the red fuel your machines
Blue is the water of your rage
But the motivation is green
S.O.S
Raid the desert
S.O.S
Tame the land
S.O.S
Build the fortress
S.O.S
Fire on command
Jarheads burning native land
Asserting their control
Hivemind zombies bending over
Try, fail, f*cking enroll
Presidents paycheques turning cogs
Moving pawns for their gain
Political power and shifting tides
Faking their own campaign
S.O.S
Raid the desert
S.O.S
Tame the land
S.O.S
Build the fortress
S.O.S
Fire on command