Children running,
through the streets.
Taking cover,
under rubble,
and the deceased.

Children cry,
and they scream.
Their parents dead,
planes overhead,
drop bombs on the city.

They have no hope,
they don't believe.
They are war torn,
and they mourn,
over the dead bodies.

Regretless bullets,
fly across the battlefield.
House destroyed,
parents dead.
Sorry children,
this is real.

The children of war,
they are no more.
The children of war.

They're homeless,
they're starving,
they're tired,
they're scared.
Bullets fill the air,
they can go nowhere.

The children,
they're crying,
bullets flying,
through the air.
And nobody cares.

Nobody cares...

War torn,
civilians mourn,
over dead childrens bodies.
The children of war,
they are no more.