Why do men have to go to war?
Why do they have to drift so far?
What is the point that they want?
Or is it the power that they flaunt?
No matter what, no matter how
The price paid, is not enough for now
Whether it's victory or it is defeat
Futures will burn in infernal heat
Only the dead have seen the end
No matter how much we try and pretend
There will be defeat on every side
A defeat, no victory will ever hide.

People aren’t good, they aren’t bad
How can one be happy when the other is sad
And when the raw reality uncovers
It’s more tragic than two parting lovers
All for what and what for all
Wasted for nothing, the brave will fall
Do not the brave also suffer?
Times like these are a lot rougher
“Tough times don’t last, tough men do”, they say
What for by the way?
To fight for one more day?

Men are not cowards, they aren’t brave
Ask the soldiers who lie in the unmarked grave
He didn’t die for a country, religion, fancy or whim
But for the person next to him
Who’s a father, a son, a brother, lover, just like him
Wanted to live, as much as him
He died because, his brothers died for him

And see alas! What have we got
Dead bodies, unclaimed, that rot
But still we wont stop
Until that very last blood drop
Without giving peace a chance, how can we tell
That our heaven is better than any hell.

The father’s dead, so is the son
Have I lost or have you won
The dead will never know the reason why
What exactly for did they die
What’s there to take , for heaven’s sake
Why destroy, what we can’t make
Will there ever be an end
I am the enemy you killed, MY FRIEND.