Tool of crime

They will take out your existence
They'll destroy your past and future
You'll be among million others
Boys without their eyes and brains

Nobody's bloody war
The price of blind hate
Soldiers in whirl of fate
Preparing for death

They remember days od disgrace
Days of killing, storm of bloodshed
You will pay them for this mistake
Which killed their eyes and brains
Fight to kill the youth
Forget your pride and wealth
Next, your own war
Hate and pass it on!

Nobody's bloody war
The price of blind hate
Soldiers in whirl of fate
Preparing for death

You'll become a tool of killing
Piece of meat in grean package
You'll be among million others
Boys without their eyes and brains

Fight to kill the soul
Forget your own world
Next, but your war
Fight without remorse