| Song | Hail To The Chief |
| Artist | Agent Steel |
| Album | Alienigma |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Denial | |
| I will accept all the hate you sell me | |
| Official | |
| I will believe all the lies you tell me | |
| I'm weak | |
| But you know what's right | |
| You know what's perfect for me | |
| I'll answer with weapons ablaze | |
| I trust you implicitly | |
| New rules | |
| I like your rules—I'll gladly follow your lead | |
| Dress me | |
| In khaki and brown | |
| Those colors look strong on me | |
| Show me the enemy | |
| You say he lives right next door | |
| If you say so, he dies! | |
| Now that the sky is burning | |
| Lead me to war | |
| Now, with a future uncertain, | |
| Lead us all to war | |
| After the bullet has sped through our heads | |
| After we sing songs in praise of the dead, | |
| We'll sing "Hail to the Chief" | |
| Lead me to your war | |
| No shame | |
| I feel no shame in becoming subservient | |
| Guide me | |
| Let me smell blood—the hound dog in me is hell-bent | |
| Feed me | |
| A diet of fear—keeping me loyal to you | |
| I'm a child inside | |
| Now that the sky is burning | |
| Lead me to war | |
| Now, with a future uncertain, | |
| Lead us all to war | |
| After the bullet has sped through our heads | |
| After we sing songs in praise of the dead, | |
| We'll sing "Hail to the Chief" | |
| But I don't know how.... | |
| Paint the sand wet with blood | |
| And satisfy my lust | |
| Erase the history beneath | |
| Our fear's corrosive rust | |
| Exsanguinate the infidels | |
| And treat their wives as whores | |
| I only need one sad excuse: | |
| You've led us to your war | |
| I'm true | |
| Trust me, I'm true—red, white, and blue | |
| Through and through | |
| Your foe | |
| I'm not your foe—I've spent my life loyal to you | |
| Why me? | |
| Now I've got questions with | |
| Your missiles pointing at me | |
| Too late—I die |
| Denial | |
| I will accept all the hate you sell me | |
| Official | |
| I will believe all the lies you tell me | |
| I' m weak | |
| But you know what' s right | |
| You know what' s perfect for me | |
| I' ll answer with weapons ablaze | |
| I trust you implicitly | |
| New rules | |
| I like your rules I' ll gladly follow your lead | |
| Dress me | |
| In khaki and brown | |
| Those colors look strong on me | |
| Show me the enemy | |
| You say he lives right next door | |
| If you say so, he dies! | |
| Now that the sky is burning | |
| Lead me to war | |
| Now, with a future uncertain, | |
| Lead us all to war | |
| After the bullet has sped through our heads | |
| After we sing songs in praise of the dead, | |
| We' ll sing " Hail to the Chief" | |
| Lead me to your war | |
| No shame | |
| I feel no shame in becoming subservient | |
| Guide me | |
| Let me smell blood the hound dog in me is hellbent | |
| Feed me | |
| A diet of fear keeping me loyal to you | |
| I' m a child inside | |
| Now that the sky is burning | |
| Lead me to war | |
| Now, with a future uncertain, | |
| Lead us all to war | |
| After the bullet has sped through our heads | |
| After we sing songs in praise of the dead, | |
| We' ll sing " Hail to the Chief" | |
| But I don' t know how.... | |
| Paint the sand wet with blood | |
| And satisfy my lust | |
| Erase the history beneath | |
| Our fear' s corrosive rust | |
| Exsanguinate the infidels | |
| And treat their wives as whores | |
| I only need one sad excuse: | |
| You' ve led us to your war | |
| I' m true | |
| Trust me, I' m true red, white, and blue | |
| Through and through | |
| Your foe | |
| I' m not your foe I' ve spent my life loyal to you | |
| Why me? | |
| Now I' ve got questions with | |
| Your missiles pointing at me | |
| Too late I die |
| Denial | |
| I will accept all the hate you sell me | |
| Official | |
| I will believe all the lies you tell me | |
| I' m weak | |
| But you know what' s right | |
| You know what' s perfect for me | |
| I' ll answer with weapons ablaze | |
| I trust you implicitly | |
| New rules | |
| I like your rules I' ll gladly follow your lead | |
| Dress me | |
| In khaki and brown | |
| Those colors look strong on me | |
| Show me the enemy | |
| You say he lives right next door | |
| If you say so, he dies! | |
| Now that the sky is burning | |
| Lead me to war | |
| Now, with a future uncertain, | |
| Lead us all to war | |
| After the bullet has sped through our heads | |
| After we sing songs in praise of the dead, | |
| We' ll sing " Hail to the Chief" | |
| Lead me to your war | |
| No shame | |
| I feel no shame in becoming subservient | |
| Guide me | |
| Let me smell blood the hound dog in me is hellbent | |
| Feed me | |
| A diet of fear keeping me loyal to you | |
| I' m a child inside | |
| Now that the sky is burning | |
| Lead me to war | |
| Now, with a future uncertain, | |
| Lead us all to war | |
| After the bullet has sped through our heads | |
| After we sing songs in praise of the dead, | |
| We' ll sing " Hail to the Chief" | |
| But I don' t know how.... | |
| Paint the sand wet with blood | |
| And satisfy my lust | |
| Erase the history beneath | |
| Our fear' s corrosive rust | |
| Exsanguinate the infidels | |
| And treat their wives as whores | |
| I only need one sad excuse: | |
| You' ve led us to your war | |
| I' m true | |
| Trust me, I' m true red, white, and blue | |
| Through and through | |
| Your foe | |
| I' m not your foe I' ve spent my life loyal to you | |
| Why me? | |
| Now I' ve got questions with | |
| Your missiles pointing at me | |
| Too late I die |