Lyrics


War

This is the game we play
Warfare every day
Hunting down our human prey
Hunting them, hack and slay

You say what we do is war crime
To us it’s just fun, just to have a good time
Countless corpses we leave behind
Countless corpses is what you will find

Troops of doom celebrate the war
Troops of doom we want more
Troops of doom celebrate the war
Forevermore

Masters of the world
Masters of war
Masters of the world forevermore
Masters of kill
Masters of gore
Charge your guns, celebrate the war

Warfare is our daily bread
Torture pain and bloodshed
We want to see you dead
We’re the last view that goes through your head
Warfare is our daily bread
Torture pain and bloodshed
1000 shots a minute, 10000 bombs per day
One million people dead
Masters of bloodshed

Troops of doom celebrate the war…

Masters of the world…

Warfare is our daily bread…


(Mr. Schwede, Thume)

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