Warfare

Boy soldiers

Boy soldiers

Hand in hand

Hand in hand

Some are here to conquer

But most will fall

But none will flinch

And there will be no relief

For all the little pretty things you know

Were built by those who won’t fade

But surely burn

Break this world

Brave new world

I will hold my promise

Our wish will be heard

Boy soldiers

Boy soldiers

Push any needs aside

In the arms of each other

The concrete will fade

Beauty restored

By our hands

Celebrate the destruction

Throw stones at bricks

Hand in hand

Flames and flowers