The tank platoon is moving slow
We hear the rolling thunder grow
Over our heads a heavy cloud of planes

The aircraft-carrier in the bay
Is sending arrows in the sky
The button’s pushed, a way of no return

And so we’re shooting, we’re shooting pictures of war
That’s war
We’re executing in the name of a star
That’s war
That will be shining alone in the sky
That’s war
And so we’re fighting only to die

We sleep in trenches bound to die
Rocked by a cannon lullaby
The actors of the final power play

And so we’re shooting, we’re shooting pictures of war
That’s war
We’re executing in the name of a star
That’s war
That will be shining alone in the sky
That’s war
And so we’re fighting only to die