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By green they are, come to the show
No expectations, begins the war
Death’s shouts scattered by the air
Your destiny is dying by march
Corpses show who you are
Fighting for no reason, no remorse
Invisible generals, stupid rules
Blood is the fuel of war
Let your son under our protection
Get rid of bad thoughts
But the problem is that your son
Will never return
Corpses show who you are
Blood is the fuel of fucking war
Born to kill
War is ours – It’s all they say
They returned – like they promised
But the hitcher has to kill
Sex can't hold the slaughter
Corpses show who you are
Fighting for no reason, no remorse
Invisible generals, stupid rules
Blood is the fuel of war
We need tanks - Heavy artillery
That's what we can do better
Feed with blood the corporations
Send to hell the rotten souls
Born to kill
Cursed Generals, they are that
Behind the metal, behind the walls
Destroy, die, fuck you, they're not humans
Killing machines at your service
Now, sit down and think
Where are your mothers now?
Hundred souls torn forever
That’s it, they’re dead
Leave them in their depredation
Why be killed for this
And so play their games
Your flint cry for more deaths
Shit, don’t know if I’m alive
What to do here or who to fight for
Just seed the hate
I’m happy cause I’m alive...
Born to kill
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