Sunday, July 17, 2011

The War Of Terror

Song: "One"
By : "Metallica"

"What difference does it make to the dead, the orphans, and the homeless, whether the mad destruction is wrought under the name of totalitarianism or the holy name of liberty and democracy." [Ghandi]




I can't remember anything
can't tell if this is true or dream
deep down inside I feel to scream
this terrible silence stops me


now that the war is through with me
I'm waking up, I cannot see
that there's not much left of me
nothing is real but pain now


hold my breath as I wish for death
oh please God, wake me


back in the womb it's much too real
in pumps life that I must feel
but can't look forward to reveal
look to the time when I'll live


fed through the tube that sticks in me
just like a wartime novelty
tied to machines that make me be
cut this life off from me


hold my breath as I wish for death
oh please God, wake me


now the world is gone I'm just one
oh God, help me hold my breath as I wish for death


darkness imprisoning me
all that I see
absolute horror
I cannot live
I cannot die
trapped in myself
body my holding cell


landmine has taken my sight
taken my speech
taken my hearing
taken my arms
taken my legs
taken my soul
left me with life in hell

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