It seems you have the entire world behind you

It seems you're in the right

It seems it's been accepted as necessity

A call to arms A chance to fight

Murder you call war

No attempt at resolution This is your only solution

I will never help you I'd rather die

And you'll have to kill me before I ever lift a hand to fight for you

This murder you call war

Accepted in no other form

You make it seem so simple

Yet you know so many die

Still their blood is on your hands

Most will never know just why

A youth programmed as a killing machine

They know not what war really means

Told not to judge for themselves

Only to destroy their enemys