"O lord our Father, our young patriots, idols...

I am sitting here all beaten up,
I try to cover my ears...

All I hear is the crackle of the fire.
All I see is all the faces that haunt me in my...

Solider listen to orders,
You screaming from all sides...

The world is so sad,
It is so sad that people think that they are...

Just sitting here in my tut,
Black lines down my tear streaked face, looking in...

You walk,
Each step just sinks deeper into the path...

My friends say they know me.
But they Don't...

Coiled ready to strike,
Eyes as green as the grass...