Under a blood red sky
Violence seems everywhere
The nature of human being

Is to kill, or to be killed
Pain death and suffering
Men live it everyday

History seems to repeat
The human avidity


As long as it flows
In these days of violence
Blood will be spilled

In these days of violence

To secure peace is to prepare for war

How can we get any peace if it means war?

We're meant to repeat the same mistake

Will we ever learn?