Masters of War I just don't want you to know I can see through your mask You'd have never done nothing But build to destroy You play with my world Like it's your little toy You put a gun in my hand And you hide from my eyes And you turn and run farther when the fast bullets fly And I will bet you die And your death will come soon I'll follow your casket I'll pay your afternoon And I won't lie at all And I'll be your dead man And I'm dead, don't be okay I'm surely too deep