There's some nausea beneath the silence
Something daunting to see this violence
Their cries are reaching beyond the star
We all know who's earning from this war
Today they are labelled as blue collars
Who are just dealing in blood and dollars
Only they say, they play and they slay
These armchair critics will soon fray
Don't know when will the peace prevail
If it's too late then humanity will fail
Jul 26, 2021
Jul 26, 2021 at 8:49 PM UTC
There's some nausea beneath the silence
Something daunting to see this violence
Their cries are reaching beyond the star
We all know who's earning from this war
Today they are labelled as blue collars
Who are just dealing in blood and dollars
Only they say, they play and they slay
These armchair critics will soon fray
Don't know when will the peace prevail
If it's too late then humanity will fail
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