Lyrics:
The girl with the flower sits
While they’re marching off to war.
Will he die or will he live?
Nobody’s even sure.
While the sky is spilled in red.
Fighting – asking what it’s for.
– and they say that God will help them more
They gather up their weapons
And they sharpen their blades
But apart from the days
When she starts to sit and wait
While the wind slowly blows
Watching leaves get away
And they wonder if they’re gonna
Make it out okay.
But the chances are slim
But they know it’s in vain
If they refuse to defend all
The honor and their name.
To kill the enemy, run and hide
It’s a shame.
And the children cry
Out of fear, when they hear them say
I can hear the call
And they’re marching off to war saying
And the battle cry
Row by row, it’s so untold
The fires burn, the ashes grow
Slash and burn, taciturn.
Massacres, Harassing her.
Everybody start to run.
Watching all the martyrdom.
The blood shed. Unfed.
Some dead. What’s next?
Looting and the pillaging
Of villages. a million
are killed while they’re grimacing
and the world is busily
condoning. No warning.
From morning till dawn
Those in need will fall
Until they heed to hear the call
I can hear the call
And they’re marching off to war saying
And the battle cry
The girl with the flower sits
While they’re marching off to war.
Will he die or will he live?
Nobody’s even sure.
While the sky is spilled in red.
Fighting – asking what it’s for.
– and they say that God will help them more
The girl with the flower sits
While they’re marching off to war.
Will he die or will he live?
Nobody’s even sure.
While the sky is spilled in red.
Fighting – asking what it’s for.
– and they say that God will help them more
The armies meet.
Hard to see
From the hill
That she stares
From a distance.
Some relentless
Unimpressed
With their greed
Senselessness
To feed their need
To kill a man
And build the plan
For more power
Torn down for
New recruits
Too uncouth
You know too
Who is who?
Shoot em too.
Disregard
For human life
Who is right?
Who is just?
Show your might.
Show your rule
That’s a fool.
Human beings wasted
With wax lyrical
Knowing that they never made it through
And she watches
Picking petals
As they fall
So bedeviled.
By the war
And she stares
Doing nothing
Doesn’t care
And she watches
Picking petals
As they fall
So bedeviled.
By the war
And she stares
Doing nothing
Doesn’t care
for the people
and their selfishness
Equally upheld with this
Misanthropic
Kids are watching
Killing bodies
Marketing
Too symbiotic
Simulation
Make it seem
It’s a-okay
To sacrifice your life
And die
For your country
For mankind
Pour the wine.
Forget the crime.
Shoes are shined.
Suits and ties.
While the people
Only suffer.
Solely for the
World to wonder
Who will stop
This crazy madness?
Nobody can take an action.
Only wonder
Who will stop
This crazy madness.
Nobody will take an action.
Say the facts.
Made of glass.
Break in half.
Now you see
The truth in me.
Everything is beautifully
Where it is.
American.
No it’s not.
Yes it is.
There you sit
In chairs with hypo
Crits.
This is sick.
Misinterpreted
In the script.
Isn’t it
Imprisonment?
While you’re watching television on the satellites.
And you’re glad you can eat with an appetite
But it’s only time till you hear the battle cry.
I can hear the call
And they’re marching off to war saying
And the battle cry
The girl with the flower sits
While they’re marching off to war.
Will he die or will he live?
Nobody’s even sure.
While the sky is spilled in red.
Fighting – asking what it’s for.
– and they say that God will help them more
The girl with the flower sits
While they’re marching off to war.
Will he die or will he live?
Nobody’s even sure.
While the sky is spilled in red.
Fighting – asking what it’s for.
– and they say that God will help them more
– and they said that God will help them more
– and they said that God will help them more
– and they said that God will help them more
So she watches
Picking petals
As they fall
So bedeviled.
By the war
And she stares
Doing nothing
Doesn’t care
And she watches
Picking petals
As they fall
So bedeviled.
By the war
And she stares
Doing nothing
Doesn’t care
And she watches
Picking petals
As they fall
So bedeviled.
By the war
And she stares
Doing nothing
She doesn’t care
She doesn’t care
