Текст (слова) песни: Nothing Sacred - Bloody Battlefield

 
No grass grows on the battle field 
Just the number of the dead 
To get peace and harmony 
There has to be bloodshed? 
Soldiers of war 
Are playing for their lives 
In this deadly game of chess 
Where hate, and patriotism thrives 
 
No more! This is fucking murder! 
 
All on foreign soils 
to fight an enemy within 
Hatred towards the oppostion, 
When will the shooting end? 
A tear shed for your lost ones 
Now they`re dead and gone 
Remember all the fallen souls 
Cause now they`re freedom`s sons! 
 
No more! This is Fucking Murder!
 

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