Why War
Why are we always sent in to war
To fight for a country which loves us no more
It's love is of blood,land,and idles of stone
We pay with our flesh,and our children's bones
A people of peace we are all so to be
With rivers of death for the whole world to see
Even followers of our lord him self
Have marched army's to war with sabers of stealth
Thou shalt not kill yet murder is ok
The blood that we spill runs downhill all day
Please open your eyes and see as i see
The tears on my cheek rain down on the free
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