Masters Of War

Come you masters of war

You that build all the guns

You that build the death planes
You that build the big bombs

You that hide behind walls
You that hide behind desks

I just want you to know
I can see through your masks

You that never done nothin'

But build to destroy

You play with my world
Like it's your little toy

You put a gun in my hand
And you hide from my eyes

And you turn and run farther

When the fast bullets fly

Like Judas of old

You lie and deceive

A world war can be won
You want me to believe
But I see through your eyes

I see through your brain

Like I see through the water
That runs down my drain

You fasten all the triggers

For the others to fire
Then you set back and watch
While the death count gets higher

You hide in your mansion

While the young people's blood

Flows out of their bodies
And is buried in the mud

You've thrown the worst fear

That can ever be hurled

Fear to bring children

Into the world
For threatening my baby
Unborn and unnamed

You ain't worth the blood
That runs in your veins

How much do I know

To talk out of turn

You might say that I'm young
You might say I'm unlearned
But there's one thing I know
Though I'm younger than you
That even Jesus would never
Forgive what you do

Let me ask you one question

Is your money that good
Will it buy you forgiveness

Do you think that it could

I think you will find
When you death takes it's toll

All the money you made
Won't ever buy back your soul

Andl I hope that you die

And your death will come soon
I'll follow your casket

On a pale afternoon
And I'll watch while you're lowered
Down to your deathbed
And I'll stand over your grave
'Til I'm sure that you're dead