As sirens screamed out in the darkness
And fire fell down from the sky
As we cowered again in the bunker
We all knew the reason why

As our houses lay [bad word] 
And our sons were shot side by side
As the devil danced upon the graveyard
We all knew who's to blame

"For I am not one of the cowards
For I'm neither mortal nor weak
For I am the one you have longed for
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He that is without sin among you
Let him first cast a stone on you...
Joh. 8,1

If wishes were horses, beggars would ride
If leaders feed beggars, a nation of beggars will fight

Those you once seduced
Are now here to be [bad word] 
The principle of a fool
Who's betrayed and sacrificed

And to the fire-ey'd maid of smoky war
All hot and bleeding will we offer them:
The mailed Mars shall on his altar sit,
Up to the ears in blood...
Shakespeare