I could have been a brother He could have been a friend
We could have known each other But we'd never comprehend
the death in this war that rages on
The faces keep growing younger as time continues to age on
and only feeding those soldiers of hungar the lives which make our enemy so strong
which are wasted in this war that rages on
Weve been fighting along time and fighting alone
im lost, a prisoner in my own mind and all i can remember is home
away from this war that rages on
He has finally acheieved long awaited peace under the silence of my gun
my guilty bullet was his release for his soul drifting in the sun
and his body lay lifeless, in this war that rages on.