After all the years
Blood, sweat and tears
Children, now soldiers, on a battlefield
Dead, and for what? (What, indeed) After
Everything that's happened, history that testifies
Fighting is pointless
Grudges and passions lure us on
Holding us in their bloody claws
Impatient, to rule the world! All this, for
Just a throne, and who suffers?
Kings and queens? The leaders? No, but
Little kids sending their fathers off
Mothers, never to see their sons whole again, and some
Never at all
Oaths are taken, king and country
Penalty is death—death a constant shadow, and how
Quickly, life changes!
Riot of bullets, endless marching
Sleepless nights, cold and dirt and mud
View the carnage
What goes is a human, a flag returns
'X' marks the grave
Yonder, a splatter of bodies strewn in a green field.
Zenith of technology, epoch of civilization
And this is what we're at.