Letra de The Art of War

War, you like to fight another mindles grunt to be slaughtered in the trenches and now you're sick Let's take a look at history You're the meal at your leader's feast His your-age son learns to manipulate Why do we have to die when you tell your lies? The art of war Why do we have to pay when you play your games? The art of war What's a game without some blood? Lord of the ascendant Thousands under foot gonna send in your hatchet man Now there's nothing you can't buy Power addiction is your affliction Cain to walk from the executioner