Put down the guns
Set down your weapons
They aren't needed anymore
You've wounded enough
The innocent is in pain
Blood is all around from the people slain
Those images will never leave your brain
Soon you're home feeling sane
Warm love from friends and family
It makes you feel better again
As you lay alone and awake at night
It all comes back to you
The screams, the cries, the pain, the images, the blood
You slowly become insane