Children Of The Grave /
"Children of tomorrow live in the tears that fall today;
Will the sun rise up tomorrow bringing peace in any way?"
"I want to reach out and touch the sky;
I want to touch the sun;
But I don't need to fly;"
War Pigs /
"Generals gathered in their masses;
Just like witches at black masses;
Evil minds that plot destruction;
Sorcerers of death's construction;"