In the streets in the fields in the halls of might
Men march to the drums ready to fight
Driven by power fueled by greed
In the name of progress they plant their seed
From the ancient times to the modern days
War's shadow looms in so many ways
A constant drive a thirst for more
In the endless cycle they'll settle the score
Man's constant drive towards war
Leaves scars on the earth leaves hearts sore
In the quest for dominance they'll break the law
But in the echoes of battle they'll find no awe
In the boardrooms in the bunkers in the minds of men
They plan their strategies again and again
With weapons of destruction they'll pave their way
In the game of power they'll have their say
From the ancient times to the modern days
War's shadow looms in so many ways
A constant drive a thirst for more
In the endless cycle they'll settle the score
Man's constant drive towards war
Leaves scars on the earth leaves hearts sore
In the quest for dominance they'll break the law
But in the echoes of battle they'll find no awe