Oblivion

For all the heroes dead in pain

For their left bodies rot away

Or for their names lost in snow

And for their honour plain and true

For the dead brothers with head held high

And their non important lives

For all the women who wait in vain

For all their tears and strenght and rage

Oblivion…

For all the fathers attacked from behind

For all the viles out of sight

For all the words that twist and change

And for the hands soaked in shame

For all betrayals paid with gold

And for the duties paid with mud

And for the sickening smell of blood

And all the spits on fairness and truth

Oblivion…