Silently to silence fall
 in the fields of futile 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
 
 Chorus:
 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 hitched his team
 Here he sowed his little dream
 Now bodies arms and legs are strewn
 Where musterd gas and barbwire bloom
 Each moment's like a year
 I've nothing left inside for tears
 Comrades dead or dying lie
 I'm left alone asking why
 
 repeat chorus
 
 After the war
 Left feeling no one has won
 After the war
 What does a soldier become
 
poniedziałek, 13 lutego 2012
Iron Maiden The Aftermath
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