War 25

No more walking in the evening
No more singing when the rain coming down
King that lost the crown
Long ago before the revolution
Had it all thinking that the truth was not for real
Time to break the seal
Days will go by that you spend all alone
Glued to the throne like some flesh on a bone
Anyway it happens today
Innocent are the victims
No more walking in the evening
No more singing when the rain coming down
King that lost the crown
No one hears them cry
How can this be one of his creations?
Slowly anesthetized
Comatose to the situation
Wearing thorned crowns
Barbed wire fences, body filled trenches
Stolen from their lives
Overcrowded they suffocate
On their own starvation
Severed families
Never again will I see my children
Stripping dignity
Down inside they hide morality
Deep are the roots of revenge
Watched as they took the lives of friends
The battle never ends
Never ends