The price of freedom

My brothers fighting for this land,
He thinks it is worth the loss.

He doesn't know we already lost,
cause we refuse to make a truce.

This war will last forever,
and our freedom will not change.

What's the point in fighting,
it's only our pain.

sure we can kill them,
but will that make it right.

we're only fueling their hatred,
and only we cry at night.

when the say freedom,
I guess it don't come free.

because I may lose my brother,
who is on his way over seas.