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Masters Of War (Dylan Cover)
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Genre
Rock • Hard Rock
Charts
Peak #118
Peak in subgenre #21
Author
Dylan(c)63
Rights
Dylan(c)63
Uploaded
May 02, 2024
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MP3 9.3 MB • 320 kbps • 4:04
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WAV 41.0 MB
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Vocals
Male
Story behind the song
Ron Denny Guitars/Vox/Production
Lyrics
Masters Of War Dylan(c)63 come you masters of war you build all the guns build the death planes build the big bombs you hide behind walls hide behind desks just want you to know i see through your mask you never done nothin but build to destroy you play with the world like its your little toy you put a gun in my hand hide from my eyes turn and run farther when fast bullets fly like judas of old you lie and deceive a world war can be won you want me to believe i see through your eyes i see through your brain like i see through the water that runs down my drain you fasten the trigger for others to fire set back and watch the death count get higher you hide in your mansion as young peoples blood flows out of their body and is buried in the mud youve thrown the worst fear can ever be hurled afraid to bring children into the world you threaten my baby unborn and unnamed you aint worth the blood that runs in your veins how much do i know to talk out of turn might say that im young might say im unlearned theres one thing i know im younger than you 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 your death takes it's toll all the money you made will never buy back your soul and i hope that you die and your death will come soon i'll follow your casket by the pale afternoon ill watch while youre lowered down to your deathbed ill stand over your grave till i know that youre dead
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