I was hanging from a fighter plane
Thinking about who i am
Made by man to kill & destroy
I fall free, and hit the aim
I don't care who do i kill
For a purpose or just for thrill
I burn bodied and shatter places
I bring misery, death is my name
Now i am falling down to earth
To a house full of children
I don't want to land there
I want to hide and run
But i am helpless, and i shall fall
Blowing everything and killing all
I wonder who plays the big game
Is it man that has turned insane?
I wish i was made a dory
But it's just one bomb's story
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