Verse 1:
Here, once and again, on the battlefield,
there is no end.
Death and pain is everywhere,
but it's all in vain.
Chorus:
It's what we need.
No matter what the gore.
The only thing for sure;
that there will be more war.
Verse 2:
Hell, the only place that resembles
this twisted, mangled space.
With the fires and the bodies,
This is that deathly shire.
Verse 3:
No, there is no end to the chaos,
it just transcends.
There's no silence, no cease-fire,
no ambiance.
Chorus
Verse 4:
"It's not through; it's not done,"
cry all of you.
You just pray with all your heart;
But it's here to stay!
Chorus