I've seen this world go up in flames
Then down again soon fall the rains
And ashes burnt, but memory remains
It's all just a part of the game
And I create while you destroy
You treat this world like it's your little toy
But can you claim you don't enjoy
The lives you squander, girl or boy
I should have thought you'd have had enough
What's life worth and at what cost?
Will death come cruising for your ghost
In hidden halls of your war post
Write a letter home won't you
Tell of the murder that you do
Explain to your mother and your father
How you rape, pillage and torture
If this crime belies your heart
What a black place it is to start
Make a new world instead your art
Paint with brushes not with darts
Cut the cloth to fit the mode
The time of living in this abode
Is over so soon before it begins
All babies surely are born without sins
No child deserves such a death
Wrenched from life at their first breath
For the sake of lives much farther along
Despite the heartache, despite the wrong
What justice is there in killing the young
In defence, or to prove that you're strong
It is weaker still to aim your big guns
At innocents who've done you no wrong
So put away your guns of shame
And let peace reign again
It matters not what hot words have flown
Let sleeping dogs lie
Return to your home
All flags of nations should have one hue
The white flag of truce
To show their fighting is through
And if Armistice means any kind of gain
Let us speak true and end the war games
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