Ein Antikriegs-Aufschrei: die, die in Anzügen lächeln, von Frieden reden und Bomben werfen. Nicht die Stimme des Volkes, nur eine Maske mit Blut an den Händen.
Smiling in suits,
Hiding the truth.
Shaking with one hand,
Dropping bombs with the other hand.
Talking of peace,
Feeding the war.
Sending the young,
To die alone, on distant shores.
Ohohohoh
Ohohohoh
Ohohohoh-oh
I see who you are.
I see who you are.
You are the fucking enemy.
You are the enemy.
I see who you are.
I see who you are.
You are the enemy.
You are the enemy.
Power and pride,
Covered in flags.
Selling the lies,
Counting the bags.
Playing with maps,
Marking everything red.
Calling for justice,
While dancing on the dead.
I see who you are.
You are the enemy.
You are the enemy.
I see who you are.
I see who you are.
You are the enemy.
You are the enemy.
Not the voice of the people.
Not the heart of the land.
Just a mask with a mission.
Just blood on your hands.
We are ready to fight.
We are ready to die.
But not for you, my enemy.
We are ready to fight against you.
Nah
You are the enemy.
You are the enemy.
