We haven't wanted to kill
But you have decided for us
You don't care about the loss
Well we are already dead 
The war brings you [bad word] 
As life and death are easy to sell
To fill up a bank account
To keep knife behind the back 

Unholy war
Only you have ever needed it
The enemy's known what he's fighting for 
But what has remained for us 
We are out of debts to country and people
Have found our death in a foreign land
But we have died not for honor and freedom 
But for your heroin and oil

The season of iron rain is open 
And we are on march again 
To the fight for alien ideas
Under the flag of light against the darkness
There is no cure for the soul wounds 
So what is high on agenda 
You have sparked so many wars
Don't you think it's enough for now

Unholy war
Only you have ever needed it
The enemy's known what he's fighting for 
But what has remained for us 
We are out of debts to country and people
Have found our death in a foreign land
But we have died not for honor and freedom 
But for your heroin and oil

You [bad word] the widows
With your bloody money
You can't built a Paradise for children 
With your dirty hands 
Power and [bad word] the show
And everyone is ready to steal
But who's given you the right
To end others life?