The arms trade, killing machine

The arms trade take down innocent lives each day

Destroy countries, cities and homes in everyway

The arms trade it has no conscience

The industry of multi corporational death

Leaving families in suffering and stress

Leaving them in grief and bereft

Of loved ones, mather, mother, sons and daughters

Babies left in the rubble slaughtered

In the name of what I ask?

God, Queen, Country that’s a farce

More in the name of oil, minerals and territories

More in the name of power and greed

The arms trade are part of the corporate greed killing machine

There for the love of God go you and me

It could easily be us you see.

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