Bombs carried through the underground
Terrorists cultivated by nations
Minitary satelites in the stratosphere
It’s a new style war
The satiated north supported by
Poor lands of the starved south
It’s too expensive for them
Soon it will be a new style war
Provery to discrimination
Anger to viorence
To accept or to confront
Nowhere to run away
It’s a new style war
Cracking nuclear power
Melting in the rain
Riding on the wind
To be submmited or to stop
Nowhere to hide
It’s a new style war
Love is sometimes too weak
Freedom included in the system
Just measured by the balance
It’s a new style war