We never asked for war Nor in the deepest darkest corners of our minds Can we contemplate its eternal horror? Carnage incomparable, human squander It's neither sweet nor fitting Fighting; a senseless call to arms
Through lifeless eyes I can still see The bombers flying over Bombing the path to peace Who condones this bloodlust?
The skin of my face sticks to the cold concrete My blood siphoning from my body by fellow man
I can still feel the shrapnel searing limbs I can still breath but the gas burns my lungs I can still speak, asking, but there is no answer I can still smell life's sweet aroma But now I can taste death I can hear God calling But ceremony is short
Greater men? Greater wars? Were they scarred Scared, lonely as I for lost cause? When fear is spent, I feel the numbness that makes me long for cold caress
It's over, cruel finality that disallows family Love, useless lamenting lost chances