The game is over A war grimly arises To blood the Moon turns The dark obscures the Sun’s fading light Soldiers fight and die for delusions of grandeur Ruthless maniacs lead them, disguised as saviours None can be the winner, we all will lose instead It’s too late to turn back, to change and to regret The game is over, over Our past sins have caught up Dreams end up in debris and smoke God Mars reigns No way to escape his forces We failed to calm him To soothe us and finally bring mankind global peace Will we ever overcome our hatred? Will we ever learn to live in peace? Will the morning Sun shine on our children? Or will our light of life just cease? The game is over The war grimly arises The greed has been sowing The hate is reaping mercilessly Millions pay the price for our endless, shoreless greed With distrust we implant the war’s maledict seed There is but one earth, how dare we waste this unique gift? Stones are silent carvings of the life once lived The game is over, over Forgotten our culture And wasted our talents and gifts God Mars reigns No way to escape his forces We failed to calm him To soothe us and finally bring mankind global peace Will our children play amidst the flowers? Will they evolve without shedding blood? Buds can’t blossom when their heads are cut! The game is over Just hate and ire remain Our blood turns the rivers red Our tears will tell our story of pain Let’s hope whoever succeeds Us will be wiser and see How great life could be Without the reign of Mars Without senseless deaths And without war, hate and greed Without senseless deaths and Without Mars, without war! Without these deaths And without Mars and without war!