Bruce Dickinson - Gods of war

Izvajalec besedila pesmi je Bruce Dickinson.

Oh, oh
Oh, oh

When I was younger, I thought
That to kill or be killed
Was a thing to be proud of
Victim of chance, prisoner of hope
Hanged by the neck on the end of a rope
I don't know...I don't care...

Oh, one of the damned
Uh, oh; part of the plan

Cry oh-oh-oh, the gods of war
They'll howl and cry for more
Cry oh-oh-oh, the gods of war
They'll 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
Uh, oh; part of the plan

Cry oh-oh-oh, the gods of war
They'll howl and cry for more
Cry oh-oh-oh, the gods of war
They'll howl and cry for more

Cry oh-oh-oh, the gods of war
They'll howl and cry for more
Cry oh-oh-oh, the gods of war
They howl and cry for more

Oh, oh
Oh, oh

Ogledujete si besedilo pesmi Gods of war, lahko pa si ogledate še ostale pesmi in besedila izvajalca Bruce Dickinson.