War

Tell of the birth
 Tell how war appeared on earth
 Musicians with gongs
 Permeate the autobahns
 She split the egg
 Fetus of disgusting breath
 And she split the world
 Cast a spell and war was born
 Come follow me
 Out of the obscurity
 Pilgrims in songs
 Swamp the empty aerodrome
 Kalashnikov's but no houses
 Women at the double, march
 No food for the spouses
 They wait for the US drop
 Russians sit back and laugh
 While war casts her gory locks
 Over the deserted docks
 She casts her the gory locks
 Over the deserted docks
 [Incomprehensible]
 While she cast a spell
 Split an egg and war was born
 And pillage hopes with gusto
 Even though they have no nerve
 And she does just look on
 And war does what she has to
 War does what she has to
 People get what they deserve