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 Come you masters of war you that build all the guns
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 You that build the death planes you that build the big bombs
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 You that hide behind walls you that hide behind desks
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 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
 But I see through your eyes, and I see through your brain
 Like I see through the water that runs down my drain


 You fasten the triggers, for the others to fire
 Then you set back and watch, when the death count gets higher
 You hide in your mansion, as young people's blood
 Flows out of their bodies and is buried in the mud


 You've thrown the worst fear, that can even 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
 But there's one thing I know, though I'm younger than you
 Even Jesus would never forgive 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 will never 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
 And I'll watch while you're lowered, down to your death bed
 And I'll stand over your grave till I'm sure that you're dead
				

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