Prase Lyrics & Tabs by Debustrol

Prase

guitar chords lyrics

Debustrol

Generals gathered in their masses,
Just like witches at black masses.
Evil minds that plot destruction,

Sorcerers of death's construction.
Oh lord, yeah!
Politicians hide themselves away.
They only started the war.
Why should they go out to fight?
They leave that role to the poor
Oh yeah!