Rivers flowing
Down the lines of your face
Pain and misery
Draining from the war you wage

A battlefield
You have seen
Filled with the future
The young and the proud

Why the change in heart
Did the dawn bring you light
Shinning light of innocence
Showing the evil left from the night

Each generation
Needs a war
Needs a hero
Needs a leader
You sought to be all
Take care of it at once

Be a leader into a war
A war for power
Money and greed
But you are not our hero

The heroes are the few
The proud
The hungry
We stay down here
To change your view
Making the evils show now
Bringing you to tears
Only to be the last to cry
The last to realize
Your dirty deeds
Which we need

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