Hearing bad news on the radio

Telling you that you have to go

Smelling the pungent stench of war

As if from a thousand liters of gore

You hear it loud in the street

Thousands of marching feet

Hearing the sirens screaming shrill

Telling you about the creeping kill



State of war

State of war



Machine guns bark their killing song

About political decisions witch were wrong

Feel the unbearable pain in your head

Now you're wishing that you were dead

If you go out for the fight

It will be suicide

Women and children cry out in pain

The creeping fear drives you insane



State of war

State of war



We're millions and we cry out loud

Now you'd better take a doubt

Politicians know how to make a big score

They're crying for a new world war

You'd better believe that it's too late

The end in near this is your fate

It's better for you to believe it fast

That this war's gonna be the last



State of war

State of war