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  you masters of war
 You that build  the guns
 You that build the death 
 You  build the big bombs
 You that  behind walls
 You that hide  desks
 I just want you  know
 I can see  your masks
 
 You that never done 
 But build  destroy
 You play with  world
 Like it's your little 
 You put  gun in my hand
 And you hide from  eyes
 And  turn and run farther
 When the fast  fly
 
 Like  of old
 You  and deceive
 A world war can be 
  want me to believe
 But I see  your eyes
 And I see  your brain
 Like I see through  water
 That runs down  drain
 
 You fasten the 
  the others to fire
 Then you  back and watch
 When the death count gets 
 You hide  your mansion
 As  people's blood
 Flows out of their 
 And is buried in  mud
 
 You've  the worst fear
 That can ever  hurled
 Fear to  children
 Into the world
 For threatening my 
 Unborn and unnamed
  ain't worth the blood
 That runs in  veins
 
  much do I know
 To talk out of 
 You might say  I'm young
 You might say  unlearned
 But  one thing I know
 Though I'm younger than 
 Even  would never
  what you do
 
 Let me  you one question
 Is  money that good
 Will  buy you forgiveness
 Do you think that it 
 I  you will find
  your death takes its toll
 All  money you made
 Will never  back your soul
 
 And  hope that you die
 And your death'll come 
  will follow your casket
 In the  afternoon
 And I'll  while you're lowered
  to your deathbed
 And I'll stand o'er your 
 'Til I'm sure  you're dead