Текст (слова) песни: Nothing Sacred - Bloody Battlefield
No grass grows on the battle field Just the number of the dead To get peace and harmony There has to be bloodshed? Soldiers of war Are playing for their lives In this deadly game of chess Where hate, and patriotism thrives
No more! This is fucking murder!
All on foreign soils to fight an enemy within Hatred towards the oppostion, When will the shooting end? A tear shed for your lost ones Now they`re dead and gone Remember all the fallen souls Cause now they`re freedom`s sons!
No more! This is Fucking Murder!
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