歌词
Now you masters of war
You that build all of the guns
You that build the dead planes
You that build the big bombs
You that hide behind walls
You that hide behind desks
Just want you to know
That I see through your masks
You that never done nothing
But build to destroy
You play with my world
Like it's your little toy
Put a gun in my hand
And you hide from my eyes
And turn and run farther
When the fast bullets fly
Like the Judas of old
You lie, you deceive
A world war can be won
You want me to believe
But I see through your eyes
And I see through your brain
Like I see through the waters
That run down my drain
You fasten the triggers
For the others to fire
And sit back and watch
When the death count gets higher
You hide in your mansions
As the young people's blood
Flows out of their bodies
And buried in the mud
Well, that's the worst fear
That can never be hurled
Fear to bring children
Into the world
Threatening my baby
Unborn and unnamed
Oh, 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
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 your death takes its toll
All the money you made
Will never buy back your soul
Well, that's the worst fear
That can never be hurled
