No human being want to loose his own life
But the leaders can vut our lives like a knife
They're preparin' their last with their own hands
Open the door, face the war
See no winners, many sinners
They will bury us intpo darkness for their ideal
They suggest that they have made a great deal
At least feel hesitant to sacrifice the ones you like
I hope you never use the weapons we all dislike
Open the door, face the war
See no winners, many sinners
Chemical ma**acre, end of the world insane
Chemical ma**acre, meaning of the pain