The War We Started
The war we started
I’m the few people alive during the German war against Norway,
But all told, it was a football game compared what’s coming
And the children will suffer cruelly in a world is burning and
There escape from sea, land or mountains tops, there will be
Few children who will survive not enough to blame us for
The hell we unleashed. The adults who protested were either
Ignored, shot or ended up in long term incarceration for daring
To warn and tell the truth.
The guilty of this mayhem those who think they can survive
Will find themselves slowly roasted in their caves, calling upon
A god will not help them these killers of the future leaving
the children nothing of worth to leave for the light has gone
out when our plant is emptier than an eggshell
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