By Other Means

clouds so dark that you cant see the sun loom over the world like its just for fun as the earth move round and around again roads subside with congestion then out from the dust came the war mechine camaflarge paint looking seriously mean with a ten inch gun aiming high if you ask me now its time to die war is politics just by other means when the argueing stops and the fight begins ding ding ding is the sound from ring side generals and the corporals start to confide but then its to late and we start to slide if you ask me now its not war just lies when the dust setles and the screams die down a blody battlefield i ask you how how the hell it came to this this hell right here did we get caught in the act do they see right through us but its moving all around another war looms as one falls down cities blowing up smoke in the clouds will we ever learn that we are hurting ourselves coffins of our warriors disembarking planes this is in memory of their shatted dreams so we can have ours or so it seems dont ask me now cos i so ashamed to sit by and do nothing as the worlds in flames