War In The Cradle Songtext / Lyric

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War In The Cradle Lyrics

There was no song in the morning for a little girl
Just a grave, dug by her grandmother
in the green fields of Sudan Starving in the cradle of the war
Buried in the ground
She died in the night before
And many more
(They die in the war)

No escape from tribal war
A castle we have built
The wars they are fed by the white man
(Tribal war)

Moslems and Christians
Longing for something

War in the cradle, cradle of mankind
We're feeding warfare with bombs for the blinds
War in the cradle, cradle of mankind
(No song in the morning for her)

Believe? Do you believe in Christ?
Believe? Do you believe in Mohamed?
Believe? Do you believe in war?
Believe? Do you believe in mankind?