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This is what they live for
this is what you die for
this is how we make our history
their flags over your soul
their guns guiding your road
they are masters who are pulling up your strings
The sun is rising
the light shows deadly crimson fields
The sun is falling
The sun's ashamed for all mankind
I´m running for my life
I´ve killed all living man
they´ve died tasting my knife
to get a plot of land
i´m a puppet in their hand
have to smile and proudly stand
Cries once again
bullets flying once again
rubbing their hands once again
the same old story! (x2)
our history is written by wars
our hands are stained by our brother´s blood
Tears once again
starving homeless once again
crying widows once again
the same old story!
This is what they live for
this is what you die for
this is how we make our history
their flags over your soul
their guns guiding your road
they are masters who are pulling up your strings
the same old story!(x2)
why are we split by phantom lines drawn in a map?
why we still hate, why we still kill when we can smile?
We kill and die, for colored bars and sacred words
keep in your mind, we still have time to make it right
let´s find some way to save our souls, let´s find a way to save our heart
let´s show the world we all want live
Fight once again
against masters once again
we can be strong once again
the same old story!
it´s a new beginning!
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