Lyrics Killing Ground - Funker Vogt

Killing Ground

Within a few seconds their jets came over the hill
Strafing
The soldiers raining fire on their people
An unintended
Sacrifice of their own lives
The soldiers at the front —
Killed by their own nation
They all died in friendly
Fire
And the flames are rising higher
They are here to
Hold the ground
To defend what they have found
Casualty list in the news will be a helpful tool
Creating
Fear and hatred supporters of a war
A necessary means to an
End killing their own soldiers
Publicity for a new war — to
Get all the voters