The System´s fucked up
Empires rise
Sons are dieing, mothers they cry
Forever foes like the rich and the poor
Always fighting ´cause someone wants more

This is the game of war
Aimless war

You keep on playing this moldy game
Now for a while
How many sons must die
For your farthers dreams

You destroy families
You destroy mind
So many care
But noone ends this brainsick crime

You claim a medal for taking lives
Wear it with honor - at a sacrifice
Still you´re proud of what you´ve done
´till you realize what you´ve become
I hope you die in hell
Get hanged and burned
And everyone like you gets what he earns
Because you never change you never will
So I wish you the worst
At the end fuck you
This is nothing new
Let´s end this game for good

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