Friendly Fire Lyrics - Funker Vogt

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 the voters