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The pavement asphalt is again covered with blood
Again the screams and cries of someone's mothers
Again the struggle of capitals among themselves
And someone makes money from your deaths

And again someone under the tanks with a washed head
And again someone is obliged to die for the world
As long as you beat each other
Wells will pump at an accelerated rate

Again someone will return home in coffins
And someone's hands are forever in blood
Forever military syndrome in someone's heads
The color of your money is the color of someone's blood