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Look out behind you

a thousand faces wait

Waiting for excuses

now before it's too late

You have to tell them

how you feel to see

A thousand corpses

floating upon the sea

Screaming, screaming loud

The victims round all around

Bloodstained soldiers

are marching through the night

Abiding by the orders

thinking that's the right

You have to tell them

how you're ashamed of this

Nothing is changing

praying down on your knees

Chorus:

How many gods are living in this world

And which one is repressing the right

He must be a runaway

Cause he is missing in every fight