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Come you of war
You that build the big
You build the death planes
You that all the bombs

You that hide walls
You hide behind desks
I want you to know
I can see through masks

You that done nothin'
But build to
You play with my
Like your little toy

You put a gun in my
And you hide from my
And you turn and run
When the bullets fly

Well a Judas of old
You lie and
A war can be won
You want me to

But I see through your
And I see through brain
I see through the water
That runs down my

You all the triggers
For the to fire
And then you sit back and
When the death count gets

And you hide in your
All the people's blood
out of their bodies
And is in the mud

You've the worst fear
That can be hurled
Fear to children
the world

Oh for threatening my
Unborn and
You ain't the blood
That in your veins

How do I know?
Oh to talk out of
You say that I'm young
You say I'm unlearned

But there's a one I know
I'm younger than you
That even Jesus would
what you do

Well let me ask you one
Is your money good?
Oh will it buy you
Do you that it could?

I think you will
your death takes its toll
All the money you
Will never buy back your

And I hope you die
And death will come soon
I'll follow your
By the afternoon

And I'll watch you're lowered
to your deathbed
And stand over your grave
Till I'm sure you're dead