There is no one left to die for
All those times of war have passed
No hilltops to be taken
And no bridges to be burned
No widows left to cry for
Peace and stillness came to last
The soldiers, sons and grandsons
Have went out and not returned

Now whoever sits the highest
Rules a kingdom made of dust
Every child is born unbiased
And you don't know who to trust

And there's nothing left to live for
All the embers turned to ash
And we're sitting in the ruins
Of a long forgotten blaze
No karma left to give for
No more bound and no more clash
And we're sitting in the ruins
Of a long forgotten grace

All the war atrocities
Are atrocity stories now
There is nothing left to fight for
We don't rebel, we don't bow

July 2020