Come you masters of war
You that build the big guns
You that build the death planes
You that build all the bombs
You that hide behind walls
You that hide behind desks
I just want you to know I can see through your masks
You that never have done nothin’
But build to destroy
You play with my world
Like it’s your little toy
You put a gun in my hand
Then you hide from my eyes
Then you turn and run farther when the fast bullets fly
Like Judas of old
You lie and deceive
A world war can’t be won,
And you want me to believe
But I see through your eyes
And I see through your brain
Like I see through the water that runs down my drain
You that fasten all the triggers