Standing still, right one by one
On the road that leads therefrom
Having a bag-of-spanners face
Waving the flags of the United States
Taking the steps, just one by one
Fully armed, in hands with a gun
What’s the reason for this hell
Money that buys chiming death knell
It’s been the same for all these years
Sad to remember, sick with tears
Running away to find the peace
Praying bloodshed one day must cease
But there’s no chance to stop the mass
Sanity’s gone
What should be done is dwelled on
Bullets piercing without a control
Yet they say to keep moving on
Future is lost, too many bridges to cross
To live a life that they all deserve
Though war never ends but rests
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