Masters of War - Elephant Stone

Take the heart of a fallen of man and a child and saint and a burning land

Know the smell of fear and the fear that you bring

You have come from far off lands to lay to claims to lives that you can’t

understand

To come and take all, but never to leave

Must we wait for a brighter day when all our sins are washed away

Must we wait for the fallen ones to be

You with all of your diplomats and your guns and checks and forgotten debts

You cannot be loved or ever feel peace

I know I can’t feel his pain but I still can see what your money brings

You build to destroy with your all new toys

Must we wait for a brighter day when all our sins are washed away

Must we wait for the fallen ones to be

Can’t you see what this could mean

That a time will come for thee

A fist cannot keep what it can’t feel

For I know you’ve had your fill

Must we wait for a brighter day when all our sins are washed away

Must we wait for the fallen ones to be