Hear the blowing of the canyons And the screams of a soldier "Die!" Murderers from the opposite And the only reward is eternal peace Watch your family being tortured By enemy's hand And fury controls your actions and mind Like a survivor of something you don't understand Just because some dumb reasons We're like puppets being handled by a kid Look at the battle field, bathed in rivers of blood Look at the dead flowers and trees Which are the owners of our dying world!!