Kitchens boil with hate.
Bellys spit it.
Little men shatter skulls.
The violence rushes
From our asses -
Bad disease.
It seems
All good streams of our hearts
Rest in peace.
Old folk remembers -
We were kind
Years ago
May be just after we had found
Rest in war.
[Chorus:
The war's beyond each door.
Devil knows who force this horde
To find the passing rest in war
And seek the war in peace?]
Every neighbour's foe.
Law's released by foes.
All our lifes are ruled by foes.
The war is always at our throats -
Takes breath away.
We hear the sounds of violence -
It makes us sway.
May it's burden of our race -
Always to be misplaced.
[Chorus:]
We want the best -
You know the rest.
All that we do
Is just prey for ghouls.
[Chorus:]
All that we need is just a rest in war.
All that we need is just a rest in war.
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