Rage - The Price Of War

When the world¹s gone mad compassion dies.

Soldiers killing for their thrills,
making war just for the sake of war.
There¹s no future left than death.

Leave me be - misery !

Weep with the children and starve with the prisoners
before you scream for revenge.

Sorrowful women with tears in their hollow eyes -
this is no justice, this is the price of war.
The price of war

Some came running to the military,
misled by a false ideal,
believing guns couls solve a problem, still
blind to see they only kill.

Ripped off from the middle,
ripped off from head to toes.
Ripped off - multikilling,
ripped off - guts and bones.

Weep with the children and starve with the prisoners
before you scream for revenge.
Sorrowful women with tears in their hollow eyes -
this is no justice, this is no justice.
You¹d watch the dying, lay hands on their bleeding wounds
before you scream for war, don¹t you scream for.
This is no justice, this is the price of war.