Crimes Against Humanity by Bride
Prisoner of war, prisoner of love, there's a torch to my head
crimes of passion, crimes of youth, stop the ringing in my head
born again, not born at all, the future is full of smoke
born to lead, the need to think, I grab my lungs and I choke
What we take for granted can be taken away and then you ask for more you're still dropping bombs from a plane that went down in the civil war drive the nails, drive them hard, peace turns to war again crown of thorns, crown of peace, political battleship
Crimes against humanity, the dogs are closing in
And when the kingdom comes, it will bring it to an end
Tell me you believe
Let's crown another beauty queen, do you find it so obscene
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