Make me an instrument of war
Lord, pack me my pistol, bring me my sword
Load me up with landmines, bury me in concubines
Take me downtown where the bullets are

See, I don’t take prisoners no more
They smell my blood and they hit the floor
So I let down rails, bind me up in chain mail
I’m going out to settle my score

I had some doubts before
They caught me up at my threshold
I had some doves before
I let 'em coo at my threshold

But now evеrything's changed
From all that, I am estranged
So I saddlеd my horse
I fed my birds down to the dogs of war

Well, you made me a woman
So you made me a whore
Built me a body
Then you showed me the door
You said I needed money
Then you told me what for
Yeah, you laid your heavy hands on me
You let him lay his heavy hands on me
So now I’m an instrument of war
Well, I’m made up of drones and a nuclear core

The peaceman’s a liar
It was the Lord who built the hellfire
And now he’s gonna see what I've got in store
He’s gonna see a woman that he built for war