Killing Ground - Funker Vogt

Within a few seconds their jets came over the hill

Strafing

The soldiers raining fire on their people

An unintended

Sacrifice of their own lives

The soldiers at the front —

Killed by their own nation

They all died in friendly

Fire

And the flames are rising higher

They are here to

Hold the ground

To defend what they have found

Casualty list in the news will be a helpful tool

Creating

Fear and hatred supporters of a war

A necessary means to an

End killing their own soldiers

Publicity for a new war — to

Get all the voters