Spitting Poison Songtext
von GLOW

You′re spitting poison in the public's mind
No one′s left to testify
Reap the youth "their death's divine"
No talk back, you're next in line
Breeding hatred
On the soil of ′could have been′
Neighboors in an arms race
Lured in by adventures
But all you got is


Blood, blood
Spilling from your buddy's veins
Guns, guns
Guided by a trembling hand
Boots, boots
Marching over body hills
There is no discharge in war

Boots on body hills
No discharge in war

Free us from belligerence