Ravens scattered above corpses of the fallen
Nameless soldiers that no one will remember
Middle of december, weather gets colder
We fold ourselves in the comfort of our blankets
News about people gone missing
Searching parties, rescue operations
Christmas tree needs decorations
Why mourn when you can celebrate
Isn't that what holidays are for.

Knock on the door, a man in red
Wounded, barely concious, smell of liquor
What would we do in this situation
What's the correct path of choices
How irritating
Why me
When all i want to do is sleep
Spend my time away from everything that's happening
Which doesn't concern me
Can you leave please.