not much need) distraught wake up in sweat

something is very different no water hot or cold walk out in the street

greet the morning gun battles needless no need to understand in a

foreign land with gun in hand killing is respected a way of showing

faith in a country's need to exercise death penalities where were you

now in the chair to burn twenty years ago killing red in nam who is

worse when war is far away not much for sympathy a number count of

casualties return so burned with nothing left to learn murder now

invigorates the unwashed bloody hands kill again let the family burn

do little to comfort anguishing no decision could ever warrant this

war is just a childrens game no pretending dead why? dear god whom we

project its useless killing children to satisfy the arms budgets who

walks right or left a child won't give a damn nations arise to reason

the conceptions threatened for economic steps is it time to shut down

and lay to rest the bomb that servant suicide object worshipped like a

god be there now blown clear the human race what use is there of

figures the wrote wordless statistic names and numbers now seem out

of place a paper representating life blowing down the street kill again