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Profits of Pain and War

I will tell you that their wise,
and the facts that they analyze

They know...your situation

Their gonna tell you on what's gonna come,
and how certain things will be done

There your.... salvation

I'll tell you when that day comes,
you will learn how to load a gun

And they say... you got to be a man

You may not like it when they hand you a gun,
before you turn 21

Your just a number...with sorrow

These boys don't know what's in store,
these are the prophets of pain and war

There gonna... get you

Let me tell you when they make a big sound,
about getting out of Vietnam

You know you got a right... to your convictions

The world you won caused you mental pain,
when your plaque may be thrown away

Then they'll say...you have some restrictions

Your freedom bells stopped ringing,
and happiness is not what your singing

Your gun... proved to them that you can

Why don't let it be known,
that you have a mind of your own
And you can tell right from wrong,
as you play this song

Peace is nothing to the Prophets of War
Written by Vision_of_insanity
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