Storm of War

Blood red raindrops f a l l i n g from the sky Thunder made from many a mother's cry Lightning flashing Made from one child's hope dashing Sword cuts slice through the air Made from a grown man's shouts of despair Mother's calming voice saying, "i know it's not fair" Oh, when will this storm of war end When will peace show it face around the bend When will harmony come for all When will we break down that prejudice wall For most of us can't, no won't take it anymore I see no peace on yonder shore