Beautiful site, riddled with battle scorn
Unmistakable, friend and foe lines, drawn
Commitment to causes, sworn
In days to come, this day we’ll morn
Life and love, from me was torn
As from dream, hell was born

As cold, summer’s night fall
A clearly hear the battle call
This battle, has no stop, nor stall
Someone must give, or all will fall
The innocent, backed against wall
Shots ring out, as the innocent fall

As I lay wounded, in no-man’s-land
Weary, of the blood on my hand
This, I’ll never understand
Beautiful, fertile, now barren land
Hopes and dreams, daggling on strand
These battles, so bland

I think back, while my life drain
When love, had no refrain
Making love, like soft rain
First born and all the gain
To our love, without restrain
This is insane!