Lyrics

He drinks his water from-
the fountain of youth
His tongue burns just to speak the truth
He steps high on the backs of the broken
They fed him once and he came right- back again

Merchant of death keeps his war machine
turning strong
He wont be satisfied until we call him god

He poisoned the well so no one else could drink
He burned the books so no one else could think
He made promises just to break
They tried to stop him just a little to late

Merchant of death keeps his war machine turning strong
He won't be satisfied until he turns to god

He keeps coming, just keeps coming

There's no one left to stop him now
He's taken everything everyway somehow
They wonder how he got so great
No one questioned anything
Until it's too late

Merchant of death keeps his war machine
turning strong
He won't be satisfied until he conquers god