Text for song:
It's a game of marionettes.
It's a game of destruction.
The game of the world.
...the world.
We are toys of the politicians.
We're not the white field
on the game of chess.
We are not a number.
Altough we choose
the chief of the nation.
Which lord, which commander?
Is he able to rule the land?
He's the voice of nation,
which chooses him.
Or is he a marionette of firms,
because of his politics?
...of his politics?
It's the game of marionettes
who gave got the strings
in their hands.
We are dead things
in the game of hopelessness.
Hold it again - the straw of life.
Now the game of chess
is not interesting anymore.
A new game has to be found.
A game of power
Power through military.
Who wants to play this game?
There are children
who are playing.
They can't see
the end od the game.
Destruction of life
all over the world.
It's the end of the game.
Back to the primeval times.
There is no winner, no looser.
There's destruction of the world.
The planet is dead.
It looks like on moon.
...like on moon.