I’m here just trying to find reason
Why soldiers all believe in what they do
Is it men and boys like to go fighting?
Talkin’ cynicism or truth
We know politics is rotten
Their signature on every dead recruit
War comes in bullets and it comes in business
Is this cynicism or is it the truth
And all we find to say
Are the words I don’t know
Who’s left to care
What is right in this world
You should be ashamed of your soul
They say this is a fight full of justice
I wonder justice for who
I cry
I see the soldiers laughing
Talkin’ cynicism or truth
They argue this is not about the money
Dress soldiers in pink if you need proof
War don’t make friends it makes interests
Is this cynicism or is it truth
And all we find to say
War grants itself a long line of heroes
Prejudice is as lethal as your salute
No one knows the real enemy today
Talking cynicism or truth
So I kiss goodnight my little babies
They don’t hear the night bombs some little ones do
War kills first the innocence of our children
Call it cynicism or call it the truth
CYNICISM OR TRUTH
HARMONY
I hope you die
For the things you do
Keep telling lies
All over you
When we come
To tell the truth
You spin the lies
And break the news
Murder lies
Who got proof
I stand alone
On a silent truth
People don’t care
Don’t tell me they do
Search my heart
I’m ashamed of you
You rock the world
And it hates you
Mankind bowed
To the power of the few
War for oil
Lies for truth
The rich have won
The poor’ll always lose
Why soldiers all believe in what they do
Is it men and boys like to go fighting?
Talkin’ cynicism or truth
We know politics is rotten
Their signature on every dead recruit
War comes in bullets and it comes in business
Is this cynicism or is it the truth
And all we find to say
Are the words I don’t know
Who’s left to care
What is right in this world
You should be ashamed of your soul
They say this is a fight full of justice
I wonder justice for who
I cry
I see the soldiers laughing
Talkin’ cynicism or truth
They argue this is not about the money
Dress soldiers in pink if you need proof
War don’t make friends it makes interests
Is this cynicism or is it truth
And all we find to say
War grants itself a long line of heroes
Prejudice is as lethal as your salute
No one knows the real enemy today
Talking cynicism or truth
So I kiss goodnight my little babies
They don’t hear the night bombs some little ones do
War kills first the innocence of our children
Call it cynicism or call it the truth
CYNICISM OR TRUTH
HARMONY
I hope you die
For the things you do
Keep telling lies
All over you
When we come
To tell the truth
You spin the lies
And break the news
Murder lies
Who got proof
I stand alone
On a silent truth
People don’t care
Don’t tell me they do
Search my heart
I’m ashamed of you
You rock the world
And it hates you
Mankind bowed
To the power of the few
War for oil
Lies for truth
The rich have won
The poor’ll always lose
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