Wages of War

Human cost is suffering
Suffering of the weak
But that is the price
paid seventy-thrice
In waging of a war
Who are those wages for?

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Who profits from the losses?
Who gains from misery?
Few are raised up high
Most are left to cry
For great power in hand;
Who leaves blood in the sand?

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Innocents kill innocents
the guilty spread the fear
fool-proof recipe
prosper the wealthy
It’s the same 'round the earth
What is your brother worth?

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Secret wars, the CIA
Assassins bring the change
the rich know real wars
Make all their profits soar
After all the killing
Why are we still willing?


Chorus:

The wages of war
Are paid by the weak

The wages of war
Are paid by the weak

The flesh of your brother
His blood has a price
fueling murder machines
With their weapons precise

The wages of war
Are paid by the weak

The wages of war
Are paid by the weak

no limit on profits
bottom line - zero
recruiters will tell you
you’ll die a great hero

The wages of war
Are paid by the weak

The wages of war
Are paid by the weak