Phil Hippos

I don’t want mercy
I feel not fine,
I want a war
And everything is mine.

The world is cruel
The earth is divine.
We fight in wars for fuel
And after this we drink wine.

We spend some dollars
And think everybody is secure.
But shit happens,
This truth is sure.

Time is money
We know this all
But how to use the millions
When we leave our fall.

So long you lost souls
The end is near
We have no time for fighting
We have no time for fear.