You Can Count Your Money In Your Graves, You Filthy Bastards

Great man playing war like if common people just were toys
They can always buy new
So it's OK to loose a few
Religion's made the people blind, promised something they'll never find
A precious paradise
A final ride into glory

Cause when you're killing for money
The blood you spill doesn't count

How you stop this fucking madness, get them off of their high horses, high and mighty bunch of assholes, god damn fucking hypocrites

What's the problem, they're off to Balkan

Great man playing war like if common people just were toys
They can always buy new
So it's OK to loose a few

Cause when you're killing for money
The blood that they spill
Doesn't count