For Centuries And Centuries

I Walked Along Their Battlefields

Rotten Flesh And Burned Soil

Is All What They Have Left



A Strange Desire For Destruction

Can Be Felt At All These Places

An Awful Waste Of Resources

All For Their Killing Machinery



A World All Made Of Battlefields

A World All Drowned In Blood

A World Which Will Not Last Forever

Is All That We Have Got



A World All Made Of Battlefields

A World All Built For Wars

And Now We Take The Battlefields

Far Out To The Stars



They Get Better Year By Year

With A Frightening Efficiency

Killing Thousands In One Strike

By Pushing Just One Button



So I Have Been Everywhere

From The Jungle To The Mountain

And Even In The Deepest Sea

I Saw The Signs Of A Past War