Songtext von Masters Of War

Come, you masters of war You that build the big guns You that build the death planes You that build all the bombs You that hide behind walls You that hide behind desks I just a-want you to know I can see through your mask You that never have done nothin' 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 Then you turn and run farther when the fast bullets fly And I hope that you die And your death will come soon I'll follow your casket On a pale afternoon And I'll watch while you're lowered Unto your deathbed And I'll stand over your grave Till I'm sure that you're dead