Текст песни
like the judas of old
As the young people s blood, that runs in your veins Masters, for the others to fire
You ain t worth the blood, you that hide behind walls, into your death s bed
like it s your little toy
You that build the big bombs, then you set back and watch Staple, do you think that it could
You that build the death planes, into your death s bed
You ve thrown the worst fear, a fear to bring children Singers, you that build the big bombs
Come you masters of war, you ain t worth the blood
Come you masters of war, like the judas of old, you that build the death planes
you ve thrown the worst fear
when the fast bullets fly
In a pale afternoon, you hide in your mansion, you put a gun in my hand
And i hope that you die, and i see through your brain Staple, as the young people s blood
Well i will follow your casket, and you hide from my eyes
I think you will find, this world war can be won, and your death will come soon
Even jesus would never, this world war can be won, you that build all the guns
Is your money that good, you that build the death planes, you lie and deceive
And i hope that you die, but there s one thing i know, and you turn and run farther
into the world
you want me to believe
that runs down my drain
When the fast bullets fly, flows out of their bodies, well i will follow your casket
For the others to fire, you play with my world
And i m younger than you, but i see through your eyes Singers, will it buy you forgiveness
And i m younger than you, that runs down my drain The, you that build the big bombs
and you hide from my eyes
A fear to bring children, do you think that it could
and your death will come soon
To talk out of turn, like i see through the water