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So fragile arms around my neck,
Tonight you’re here but tomorrow where?
Can you sleep without me?
Do you feel yourself free?

Plastic houses and the roads…
Artificial faces in- and outdoor…
Everyone plays his own games,
Puts his own rules, goes fast insane…

But I’m not in the game
I follow my own way
I make legal code
This is the art of war
(This is my war)

Plastic houses and the roads…
Artificial faces in- and outdoor…
Everyone plays his own games,
Puts his own rules, goes fast insane…

(Close that door
Don’t play games
With those people insane
So close that door
Play my games
Follow my law)

TV sets and talking heads close our eyes
Making holes through our minds
Willing our hands tied
Aggressively made over minds

But I’m not in the game
I follow my own way
I make legal code
This is the art of war
(This is my war)

I’m staying away
I follow my own way
I issue my own law
This is the art of war