Spearheading the Spawn

The world's eyes are getting sore 
A boot in humanity's face 
This camp makes your country a target even more 
A sacrifice (on the altar) of security 
The side-effects of your selfish deeds 
Grew bigger than what you tried to defeat 
By fighting terror with these means 
Your enemies only unite and increase 
Suicide, torture, hunger-strike 
Can't prevent you from your path 
Arrogant monopoly of being right 
Privilege of the powerful and hurt 
Praising the war on terror 
A great recruitment trigger 
It all comes back to you 
You reap the wind you sew 
Sow wind – reap storm