02662 – Masters of War

Come you masters of warYou that build the big gunsYou that build the death planesYou that build all the bombsYou that hide behind wallsYou that hide behind desksI just want you to knowI can see through your masks Let me ask you one questionIs your money that good?Will...

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01999 – Onward in My Journey

I gaze into the doorway of temptation's angry flameAnd every time I pass that way I always hear my nameThen onward in my journey I come to understandThat every hair is numbered like every grain of sand.

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