Wars satisfy some people's thirst for human blood.

War is a place for some people
Who **** others to satisfy
Their lust for human blood

They are war traders
And at the end of all many battles
Come together to negotiate for peace terms
Many became war heroes and earn medals
In expense of the life of many innocents

War is a place of cruelty
Put on in cloth of bravery
Who kills better is braver
Who is killed is a coward
A general sitting in the command
Kills thousands without a shot
But only one shot of a word
He sits in his comfortable seat
Wearing the most handsome uniform
Commands thousands to **** in his name
In the end, he sits with opposing commander
Like two old friends come together
After a long time and drink and laugh
They negotiate about peace terms
Thousands of lives gone forgotten in vain.