Bruce Dickinson - Gods Of War
When I Was Younger I Thought, That To Kill
Or Be Killed Was A Thing To Be Proud Of
Hanged By The Neck On The End Of The Rope
Victim Of Chance, Prisoner Of Hope
I Don’t Know, I Don’t Care
Oh, One Of The Damned, Oh, Part Of The Plan
Cry-oh-oh-oh, The Gods Of War
Cry-oh-oh-oh, The Gods Of War
They Howl And Cry For More
They Howl And Cry For More
Now Taking Both Sides At A Time On The Front Line
You Can Join In The Fear, Share In The Bloodshed
Investing Your Money In Guns, The Infinite Fun
Of The Warlord You Saved, From A Rusty Grave
Oh, One Of The Damned, Oh, Part Of The Plan
They Howl And Cry For More
Cry-oh-oh-oh, The Gods Of War
They Howl And Cry For More
Cry-oh-oh-oh, The Gods Of War
Cry-oh-oh-oh, The Gods Of War
They Howl And Cry For More
Cry-oh-oh-oh, The Gods Of War
They Howl And Cry For More
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