Sounds of hate and anger ragin' all around
Broken skulls and body parts fallin' down to grown
Sky is seems so red and the sun is black
Many little boys will be never come back
Generals are playn' games they give commands
Frightened soldiers realize this is the end

In a prison cell there's a mother and son
Found themselves as victims of a war which goes around
Family are suffer from the hunger and thirst
Countless hours with no food, the hope is lost

Mother's brain is melting she is wost and gone
But suddenly she change attention to her precious son

Oh i love you very much my son, dont you know?
Doesn't matter bombs are falling down or grass is grow
Then she hugged her child and take a piece of tile
Sorry son, im love you, but this hunger i cant denial

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