[Verse: Son Of Light]
The Masters Of War
They're back with a new plan
No profits in the free world
Say they're profits of man
They count their new money
Like their fathers before
On the count of blood sweat and tears
They be running through every pore
They're the Masters Of War
You've probably seen them before
Waving their flags
Liberating the rich world
Keep the rest dressed in rags
With the power to redeem
And the power to deceive
With the power to make you believe
With the power to achieve
Let me tell you one thing now
They're not natural laws
Never let yourself be coast into thinking
That these powers be yours
And how much do I know
But to talk at a turn
What they now gave birth to
Is it a brand new world
You must say that I'm young
You must say I'm unlearned
But I know the flame to light it up
Never stop it's burned
They put guns in our hands
They got bullets to spare
Put our fingers on the triggers
And they fuel on despair
So let me ask you one question
Do you think that in time
Those who inherit the earth
Stay death dumb and blind
See I thought that you were dead
That you were buried in the mud
I thought your reign was over
And not alive and unloved
Only one thing remains
Swear on your fathers name
Old hatred new masters
But your fate will be the same