War
Torn
Death
Born

War, profits
For the man
Break it, take it
Blood, profits
Ignore the face of human race
Children die, more will cry, for the lie
Of fear and land and oil
Break it, take it
The arms they sell, for poor mans hell, while they cheer
Don't believe the fear
Take it, no more

One
Aim
Wealth
Game

War, profits
For the man
Break it, take it
Blood, profits
Ignore the face of human race
Children die, more will cry, for the lie
Of fear and land and oil
Break it, take it
The arms they sell, for poor mans hell, while they cheer
Don't believe the fear
Take it, no more

Send troops away
To their Pompeii
They go Pompeii
They gonna
They go Pompeii
They go Pompeii, they're gonna
They go Pompeii, they're gonna get burnt

Make all see just borders
Sign dead men's orders
Sit in their safety
Stocks soaring greatly
For killing Mothers
For killing Brothers
For seizing power
Destroying ours

Build homes, not tombs