Never Hit Again
Never Hit Again - The Murderer's Dance songtekst
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It's all just going down In places you won't ever see We're on the second round Of a fight lost already Children sent and children gone through bullets shot and napalm blown And so they fall and die all on their own [Chorus:] No winners, just losers Dying innocence abusers No winners, just losers It must not go any further Not even fully grown They are asked to feed the machine No parents to be know Or no friends to be seen Truth'd be told they'll never know just what it's like to be grown up How many lives for the killing to stop? It's a fact that everywhere around the world thousands of children Are used as disposable meat in armed conflicts, half of them happening to be girls; Those children whose toys were took off their hands and replaced by rifles; They fall like flies on the battlefields and nobody even cares, Cause this is the most cheap and abundant resource: children. My dolly has a pin on it's side Pulled away just like my youth that died From the skies fall hate and lies And a tear from my bloodshut eyes This rain of children falls on war As empty faces blow their chance Falling victims add to the score Joining everyone in the murderer's dance