Текст песни Masters & Slaves

We want peace, we see war, people die The news is filled with blood Hurry up, dollar signs, cash will flow We better make up our minds We're masters and slaves Under this lifestyle It's tearing up apart What are we fighting for? Where is our heart? What are we living for? Our lives fall apart Flying high, in the night, the time is right My temple is filled with junk Slow ir down, wake me up, help me now Before my life is gone