WHATS A WAR
Whats a war without the tears of mothers
faithless bow to gods of sin
fools are we that lead our brothers
fully armed to never win
weve seen the wicked and the mighty
stand together hand in hand
that we hardly could decifer
the chosen from the damned
A never ending cycle
full of hatred and despair
easily avoided if we
took the time to care
You rise above the pain of others
never stop to realize
its the pain of lonely lovers
crushed beneath the weight of lies
Hatred learned through generations
noone dares put up a fight
blinded eyes lead our salvation
but cant tell left from right
collecting scars like precious memories
bleeding wounds that never heal
because you never thought to care
Its your pain they wont feel
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