The soldiers march the women weep
The children clutch their mothers hand
A death parade goes marching by to graves unknown in a foreign land.
We shout out loud but no one hears.
The bombs and guns exploding near.
We kneel and pray to God above, he doesn't hear but the devil does.
The silence spreads and all is lost.
Not a single breath can be heard.
A child forlorn stands alone with tears of blood streaming down.
The end has come and the devil laughs.
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