War

The hands move on the clock

Everyone begins to rock

As they all move around their is a great big sound

Time is ready to end

Everyone is out to fend

blood is spread all over the place

As the bugs climb on the soldiers dead face

guns are laying on the ground

No one can hear a single sound

Their clothes are stained with their brothers blood

soldiers are buried in the mud

they fought for us to be free

so we would not have to bow on our knee

Theyre maybe more instore

but over now is the war