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Motherwar

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In fields and forest, a war are fought to win 
In rain and storms, the warfare goes on 
In battle after battle, that no one really win 
Leaves behind 'em, destruction and death 

Motherwar 
Kill n' get killed 
Spreads like a disease 
Motherwar 
Cracking ya down 
Splitting your soul 

You've lost your brother, house 'n wife 'n child's 
To the mother, the greatly mother war 
She's ruthless and reckless, malicious to your souls 
You kill and die, by her dirty hands 
Bullets 'n ammo - riffles 'n guns 
The instruments of evil, they are putted in your hands 
Orders 'n compulsion - to make you a machine 
There is no life, no wonder, just kill the next in line 

Motherwar 
Kill n' get killed 
Spreads like a disease 
Motherwar 
Cracking ya down 
Splitting your soul