Silently to silence fall
In the fields of future war
Toys of death are spitting lead

Where boys that were our soldiers bled
War horse and war machine


Curse the name of liberty
Marching on as if they should
Mix in the dirt our brothers' blood


In the mud and rain
What are we fighting for

Is it worth the pain
Is it worth dying for
Who will take the blame

Why did they make a war
Questions that come again
Should we be fighting at all


Once a ploughman hitches his team
Here he sowed ? his little dream

Now bodies arms and legs are strewn
Where mustard gas and barbwire bloom
Each moment's like a year

I've nothing legt ? inside for tears
Comrades dead or dying lie
I'm left alone asking why


In the mud and rain
What are we fighting for

Is it worth the pain
Is it worth dying for
Who will take the blame

Why did they make a war
Questions that come again
Should we be fighting at all


After the war
Left feeling no one has won

After the war
What does a soldier become


War is over and battles are gone
After the war no one has won
I'm just a soldier