Funker Vogt - Friendly Fire lyrics

Within a few seconds their jets came over the hill

Strafing the soldiers raining fire on their people

An unintended sacrifice of their own lives

The soldiers at the front – killed by their own nation

They all died in friendly fire

And the flames are rising higher

They are here to hold the ground

To defend what they have found

A casualty list in the news will be a helpful tool

Creating fear and hatred supporters of a war

A necessary means to an end killing their own soldiers

Publicity for a new war – to get all of the votes