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letra de masters of war - mark arm

oh, the masters of war
they build the big guns
you that build the death planes
you that build all the bombs
they hide behind walls
they then hide behind desks
i just want you to know
i can see through your masks

you that never done nothing
but build to destroy
you play with my world
like it’s your little toy
you put a gun in my hand
and you hide from my eyes
and you turn and run farther
when the fast bullets fly

like judas of old
you lie and deceive
a world war can be won
you want me to believe
well, i see through your eyes
and i see through your brain
like i see through the water
that runs down my drain
you fasten all the triggers
for the others to fire
then you set back and watch
while the death count gets higher
you hide in your mansion
while the young people’s blood
flows out of their bodies
and gets buried in the mud

you’ve thrown the worst fear
that can ever be hurled
fear to bring children
into the world
for threatening my baby
unborn and unnamed
you ain’t worth the blood
that runs in your veins

how much do i know
to talk out of turn?
you might say that i’m young
you might say i’m unlearned
there’s one thing i know
i’m younger than you
and even jesus would never
forget what you do
let me ask you one question
is your money that good?
will it buy you forgiveness?
do you think that it could?
i think you will find
when your death takes its toll
all the money you made
well, it won’t buy back your soul

and i hope that you die
and your death will come soon
i will follow your casket
on a pale afternoon
i’ll watch where you’re lowered
down to your deathbed
and i’ll stand over your grave
’til i’m sure that you’re dead

- mark arm

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