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!