Bloody Hills — текст песни (Node)

Constantly, to be on a war footing and to be at war with someone,
must seems to people simply a war.
But wich war? The war that people realized is a war,
because I don`t know if people can understand what`s war...

What is war, what is gore, what`s a dead man, a genocide!?
Bright jet-fighters, no heavy tanks, tanned flyers.
The dead man thanks for what you don`t believe to be a war,
but you don`t see that it`s a simple war.

I don`t make a distinction between a fighter or a tank but is clear
That the dead man says: Thanks for the present.
Vertical order from the bloody class of trade,
they say war! and many innocent guys die
`cause they have many plans, plots and fakes.
Masters that we will lock up!

What is war, what is gore, what`s a dead man, a genocide!?
Bright jet-fighters, no heavy tanks, tanned flyers.
The dead man thanks for what you don`t believe to be a war,
but you don`t see that it`s a simple war.

They want destruction, your life`s sacrificed.
They want supremacy, but if you give it you will die.
Their wars that don`t belong to us!
Their wars that we have never chosen!