Eddie Vedder Masters of War Lyrics
            Come you masters of war
            You that build the big guns
            You that build the death planes
            You that build all the bombs
            You that hide behind walls
            You that hide behind desks
            I just want you to know
            I can see through your masks
        
            You that never done nothin'
            But build to destroy
            You play with my world
            Like it's your little toy
            You put a gun in my hand
            And you hide from my eyes
            And you turn and run farther
            When the fast bullets fly
        
            Like Judas of old
            You lie and deceive
            A world war can be won
            You want me to believe
            But I see through your eyes
            And I see through your brain
            Like I see through the water
            That runs down my drain
        
            You fasten all the triggers
            For the others to fire
            Then you set back and watch
            While the death count gets higher
            You hide in your mansion
            While the young people's blood
            Flows out of their bodies
            And is buried in the mud
        
            You've thrown the worst fear
            That can ever be hurled
            Fear to bring children
            Into the world
            For threatening my baby
            Unborn and unnamed
            You ain't worth the blood
            That runs in your veins
        
            How much do I know
            To talk out of turn
            You might say that I'm young
            You might say I'm unlearned
            But there's one thing I know
            Though I'm younger than you
            That even Jesus would never
            Forgive what you do
        
            Let me ask you one question
            Is your money that good
            Will it buy you forgiveness
            Do you think that it could
            I think you will find
            When you death takes its toll
            All the money you made
            Won't ever buy back your soul
        
            And I hope that you die
            And your death will come soon
            I'll follow your casket
            On a pale afternoon
            And I'll watch while you're lowered
            Down to your deathbed
            And I'll stand over your grave
            'Til I'm sure that you're dead
        
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