Hawkwind - Death Of War Lyrics
(Brock Rowntree)Ebbing eyesight in chlorine cloudsstealing away barbed wire shroudsmowed down in mud by machine gun firetrapped and strangled in barbed wiresilent nights smashed as big guns fill bodies full of shrapnelin their crusade to killFar away, politicians, glasses of portmeet in a toast to a war they've not foughtHoly fire directed and idly discussedmanufacturing hatred, engineering distrusttrading clarity for confusion,the ruthless powerlust.Only one thing in common do leaders sharewith those on the battlefield fallen down everywhereand that is their wine, has good body and it is reddraining away forever like the blood of those dead.