Chakal - War Drums текст песни

Cripple families feed, with their dead sons,
The pride of a nation of shame
Faceless soldiers, faceless soldiers
Marching uniforms, flags, borders and pain!
Bloody war!
Go!!
The sky burns when the assault starts
Missiles of ignorance adding up the evil score
Civilians die, nobody cares.
A different culture has no place in a slaved world

Bloody war, i deny it
How can you clear your hands?
How can you sleep with this noise on?
Oil and blood!!
Damned in our death mosh, death mosh!!

No peace for your soul, when you die of a terrible cancer!
Civilians die! War drums, war drums!