War woofer impressed your ears But weak to follow, you live in your fears Punk spirit has left your bones Freedom dies within dimension of clones
Screaming power, doesn't scream anymore You've sold your guts, betrayed the woofer of war You praise the system, though it broke you down Babylon's papers turned yourself into clown
Oh, war woofer!
You look behind - the shades are gray You look ahead - can't see a single fucking day