Gods of War

Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, ohWhen I was younger I thought, I believed
That to kill or be killed was a thing to be proud of
Victim of change, prisoner of hope, hanged by the neck
On the end of a rope, I don't know, I don't careOh, one of the damned
Oh, part of the planCry oh oh oh the Gods of war
They howl and cry for more
Cry oh oh oh the Gods of war
They howl and cry for moreNow taking both sides at a time, on the front line
You can join in the fear share, in the bloodshed
Investing your money in guns, the infinite fun
Of some warlord you saved from his rusty graveOh, I duck my own way
Oh, I'm not tired of your plan, ohCry oh oh oh the Gods of war
They howl and cry for more
Cry oh oh oh the Gods of war
They howl and cry for moreCry oh oh oh the Gods of war
They howl and cry for more
Cry oh oh oh the Gods of war
They howl and cry for moreOh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh