It went from Belgium on through Ireland The Congothen back home This big blue ball of war spun on its own Spinning history in lines of blood When many souls fell off chorus We all ride on we all ride This big blue ball of war Souls with tickets through the veil We all ride on We all ride on we all ride This big blue ball of war We choose to spin around and ride This big blue ball of war Almost a centurythe blood has flowed We ve killed our men of peace around this ball And refused to hear their ghosts We spend our destinies in deeds of hate Humanity upon this ball Is just a bloody fall from grace chorus A reformation might just save us all A voice of harmony and open heart Where the women teach the song These men of evil deed can be proven wrong If we join hand to hand with Abraham So not a soul falls off chorus

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