Gods Of War 5 01 Lyrics

 When I was younger I thought
 That to kill or be killed
 Was a thing to be proud of
 Victim of change
 Prisoner of hope,
 hanged by the neck
 On the end of a rope
 I don't know... I don't care...

 Oh, one of the damned 
 Oh, part of then plan
 Cry oh oh oh the gods of war
 They mowl and cry for more
 Cry oh oh oh the gods of war
 They mowl and cry for more
 
 Now taking both sides at a time
 On the front line 
 You can join in the fear
 Share in the bloodshed
 Investing your money in guns
 The infinite fun
 Of the warlord you saved 
 From the rusty grave
  
 Oh, one of the damned 
 Oh, part of plan