Letra de Masters Of War

Now it's time to proceed it's our time to defend No your mass confusion Won't succeed and drench my sick brain Through the sound of the guns Through the pace of your bombs There still lightning telling me to go on fighting for hope Might seem simple to kill Might seem easy to hate But how can something emerge by going the easy way? Call me young and naive Overzealous barefaced But your masters of war Won't capture me with your game All your money and glory Will it be on your side Don't you forget to tell me At the day when you die