gods of war lyrics – bruce dickinson

when i was younger i thought, that to kill
or be killed was a thing to be proud of
victim of chance, prisoner of hope
hanged by the neck on the end of the rope
i don’t know, i don’t care

oh, one of the d*mned, oh, part of the plan

cry-oh-oh-oh, the gods of war
they howl and cry for more
cry-oh-oh-oh, the gods of war
they howl and cry for more

now taking both sides at a time on the front line
you can join in the fear, share in the bloodshed
investing your money in guns, the infinite fun
of the warlord you saved, from a rusty grave

oh, one of the d*mned, oh, part of the plan

cry-oh-oh-oh, the gods of war
they howl and cry for more
cry-oh-oh-oh, the gods of war
they howl and cry for more

cry-oh-oh-oh, the gods of war
they howl and cry for more
cry-oh-oh-oh, the gods of war
they howl and cry for more

/ bruce dickinson lyrics