It seems you have the entire world behind you
It seems you're in the right
It seems it's been accepted as necessity
A call to arms A chance to fight
Murder you call war
No attempt at resolution This is your only solution
I will never help you I'd rather die
And you'll have to kill me before I ever lift a hand to fight for you
This murder you call war
Accepted in no other form
You make it seem so simple
Yet you know so many die
Still their blood is on your hands
Most will never know just why
A youth programmed as a killing machine
They know not what war really means
Told not to judge for themselves
Only to destroy their enemys