Once is enough to twice be uneasy

Once is enough to twice be uneasy
mic soldiers become tired and queazy
as roman, er… german, er… us-inc
for matters at hand pretty much stink.

We sell you your death it is our job
and many a taxpaying fool will be robbed
it's the plan been put forward it butters our bread
as you rot and lay dying with concrete as bed.

Life as grandparents knew it is done
if you pay attention you know they have won
they always do it's their purpose their toll
stealing from us as they gain all control.

Gather your instinct and burrow your stores
the hollow men coming are lost in their wars
and never leave solemn as we promise a Truth
hell that you witness is what they show proof.