Lletres: Broken Toy Airplanes. Dig Your Own Grave.

take me by my hand and show me the lights
this is a war that i dont want to fight
take me by my heart and show me the night
this is a war and i can't stand the sight.


who are the men,
who dig their own graves?
who are the people who,
drive themselves insane?

flowers of a petal
have all been crushed by metal
so us useless humans can kill the world and settle
people kill for money
people kill for fame,
other people kill just for the game


who are the men,
who dig their own graves?
who are the people who,
drive themselves insane?

take me by my hand and show me the lights
this is a war that i dont want to fight
take me by my heart and show me the night
this is a war and i can't stand the sight.

the sky is full of smoke from bombs that explode
is this really something we want to promote?
people hate the races
people hate the styles
other people hate for being in denial.

who are the men,
who dig their own graves?
who are the people who,
drive themselves insane?

who are the men,
who dig their own graves?
who are the people who,
drive themselves insane?