Altars Of Wars

Imprisoned in place of madness, on altars of wars
they are puppets in hands greedy politicians
they nust fight in name of false demands
they must be machines to destroy all constructions

supposed victory, born in pain
who is the winner, who to blame?

imprisoned in place of madness, on altars of wars
they must listen absurd, inhuman orders
they must massacre children and all families
their minds are put to trial and torn from feelings

now drops dusk
liters of blood flow to rivers
everywhere lie dead
bodies of innocent people

and only bleeding rain
tears full bitternes

their murderers must kill to survive...