War Atrocities

	Death is waiting at the horizon
	There's no winner in this game
	Devoid of pride or of pity
	(and) only sorrow and pain remain
	Can you hear the cries of mothers
	While blood runs through the streets
	Can you hear the sounds of sirens
	That spread anxiety
	In this time of rape and murder
	At this place of lie and crime
	There are no graves for the dying
	Playing children killed by mines
	And the deeds remain unpunished
	The commandant rides a white horse
	Yes, I think this is contempt
	Yes, I think this is war…
	War Atrocities

	Death is waiting at the horizon
	There' s no winner in this game
	Devoid of pride or of pity
	and only sorrow and pain remain
	Can you hear the cries of mothers
	While blood runs through the streets
	Can you hear the sounds of sirens
	That spread anxiety
	In this time of rape and murder
	At this place of lie and crime
	There are no graves for the dying
	Playing children killed by mines
	And the deeds remain unpunished
	The commandant rides a white horse
	Yes, I think this is contempt
	Yes, I think this is war
	War Atrocities