Come you masters of war You that build the big guns You that build the death planes You that build all the bombs You that hide behind walls You that hide behind desks I just want you to know I can see through your masks You that never have done nothin' But build to destroy You play with my world Like it's your little toy You put a gun in my hand Then you hide from my eyes Then you turn and run farther when the fast bullets fly Like Judas of old You lie and deceive A world war can't be won, And you want me to believe But I see through your eyes And I see through your brain Like I see through the water that runs down my drain You that fasten all the triggers