Come you masters of war, you who build all the guns
You that build all the planes, you that build the big bombs
You that hide behind walls, you that hide behind desks
I just want you to know I can see through your masks

You who never done nothin' but build to destroy
You play with my world like it's your little toy
You put a gun in my hand and you hide from my eyes
And you turn and run faster when the fast bullets fly

Like Judas of old, you lie and deceive
A world war can be won, you want me to believe
Well, I see through your eyes and I see through your brain
Like I see through the water that runs down my drain

You've thrown the worst fear that can ever be hurled
A fear to bring children into the world
For threatening my baby, unborn and unnamed
You ain't worth the blood that runs in your veins

Let me ask you one question, Is your money that good?
Will it buy you forgiveness? Do you think that it could?
Well, there's one thing I know, though I'm younger than you
Even Jesus would never forgive what you do

And I hope that you die and your death'll come soon
I will follow your casket on the pale afternoon
And I'll watch as you're lowered into to your deathbed
And I'll stand and I'll wait 'til I'm sure you are dead