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Point the gun and start playing the game
Killing love, feeding hate
Fight for peace, win disgrace

Take control, destroy and command
Smashing all that you can
But your war is a waste

Images of agony in vain
Painted with blood rage
Piece of art for the insane

Bombs exploding spreading the pain
Freedom fighters in cages
Their future in a grave, what a shame

All their veins are pumping with fear
While their wives prey in tears
But their God just can't hear

Bullets are crossing the sky
See the Devil's disguise
He will laught as you cry

Battlefields becoming boardgames
They control minds and tame
Roll the dice and feel safe

Using men to get what they want
Like disposable guns
And soon will be your son, can't you see?

Blood rage
Seed of hate
Plant disgrace
Gather pain

Blood rage
Seed of hate
Plant disgrace
Gather pain

Blood rage
Seed of hate
Plant disgrace
Gather pain

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