We were young
Bored
Broken
Tired and ignored
A disease
Unspoken
In the end
All we were
What we wanted
A place to belong
War Machine
Keep the wheels on turning
War Machine
Keep the bodies burning
Screams of pain
Soaked in red rain
Roll over broken bones
Stuck in the mud
In the piss and the blood
Kings of unholy thrones
War Machine
Keep the wheels on turning
War Machine
Keep the bodies burning
And remember the days
And remember the damned
And remember the time when we broke it all
And remember
Create
Then take a seat again
Bored
Broken
Tired and ignored
A disease
Unspoken
In the end
All we were
What we wanted
A place to belong
War Machine
Keep the wheels on turning
War Machine
Keep the bodies burning
Screams of pain
Soaked in red rain
Roll over broken bones
Stuck in the mud
In the piss and the blood
Kings of unholy thrones
War Machine
Keep the wheels on turning
War Machine
Keep the bodies burning
And remember the days
And remember the damned
And remember the time when we broke it all
And remember
Create
Then take a seat again
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