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 Come  masters of war
 You that build  the guns
 You  build the death planes
 You that build  big bombs
 You that hide  walls
 You that  behind desks
 I  want you to know
 I can see  your masks
 
 You  never done nothin'
 But build to 
  play with my world
 Like it's your  toy
 You put a gun in my 
 And you  from my eyes
 And you turn and  farther
 When the  bullets fly
 
 Like Judas  old
 You lie and 
 A world  can be won
 You  me to believe
 But I see  your eyes
  I see through your brain
 Like  see through the water
 That runs down  drain
 
 You fasten the 
 For the  to fire
 Then you set back and 
 When the death count gets 
 You hide  your mansion
 As young  blood
 Flows  of their bodies
 And is buried  the mud
 
 You've  the worst fear
 That can  be hurled
 Fear to  children
 Into the world
 For  my baby
 Unborn and unnamed
 You ain't worth  blood
 That runs  your veins
 
 How  do I know
 To talk  of turn
 You might  that I'm young
  might say I'm unlearned
 But  one thing I know
 Though I'm younger than 
 Even  would never
 Forgive what  do
 
 Let me  you one question
  your money that good
 Will it buy  forgiveness
 Do you think  it could
 I think you will 
 When your death  its toll
 All  money you made
 Will never buy back your 
 
 And I hope that you 
 And your death'll come 
 I will  your casket
 In  pale afternoon
 And I'll watch  you're lowered
  to your deathbed
 And I'll stand o'er  grave
 'Til I'm  that you're dead