No grass grows on the battle field
Just the number of the dead
To get peace and harmony
There has to be bloodshed?
Soldiers of war
Are playing for their lives
In this deadly game of chess
Where hate, and patriotism thrives
No more! This is fucking murder!
All on foreign soils
to fight an enemy within
Hatred towards the oppostion,
When will the shooting end?
A tear shed for your lost ones
Now they're dead and gone
Remember all the fallen souls
Cause now they're freedom's sons!
No more! This is Fucking Murder!