Century of Warfare

I see dead faces rising from the trench
At the battlefield at Somme
I see mommies crying while their sons are dying
At the shattered place Verdun
I see the icecold winters on the eastern front
I see blood, and I see pain
I see millions of people loose their lives for nothing
I see the world go down the drain
As I wash myself in blood
From the innocent who died
I see the world as an unsafe place
There’s nowhere to hide