Come you masters of war You that build the big guns You that build the d**h 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 Want you to know I can see through your masks You that never done nothing 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 When the fast bullets fly And you turn and run When the fast bullets fly You're the masters of war Like Judas of old You lie and deceive World war can be won 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 And I see through the water That runs down my drain You then fasten all the triggers For the others to fire Then you sit back and watch While the d**h count gets higher You hide in your mansion While the young people's blood Flows out their bodies And buried in the mud You're the masters of war You're the masters of war Let me ask you one question Is your money that good? Would buy you forgiveness Do you think that it could? I think you will find When d**h takes its toll All the money you made Won't buy back your soul And I hope that you die And your d**h will come soon I will follow your casket In the pale afternoon And I'll watch while you're lowered Down to your d**hbed I'll stand over your grave 'Til I'm sure that you're dead You're the masters of war You're the masters of war Masters of war You're the masters of war