Testi musica canzoni

Look up to the sky, upon the cold and grey
horizon,

the smell of death fills the air, as the fate of
human kind is sealed,

nothing's won and nothing gained when everything
you know is gone,

there's no place to run or hide,

and there's no chance for survival.

Who's won and lost when we're spoils of the last
war?

No place left to run or hide when the bombs are
fallin from the sky,

no chance left for protest when your final fate
has been decided,

the smell of death fills the air and the fate of
human kind is sealed,

no one's won and lost, we're all just spoils of
the last war.

Who's won and lost when we're spoils of the last
war?

Look up to the sky upon the cold and dead
horizon,

no place left to run or hide when the bombs have
fallen from the sky,

the smell of death fills the air and the fate of
human kind is sealed,

no one's won and lost we're all just spoils of
the last war.

Who's won and lost when we're spoils of the last
war?

Spoils of the last war.