The Fields of Death Near to the Town

As I stand idly by,

And watch the fields of agony rise,

Look up into the sky,

I hear the screams, nightmarish sighs.

 

I walk as tears drops fall,

The shame the guilt that I can feel,

Can this be worth it all?

Their lives so ended everyone a steal.

 

The blood the death is all around,

The silence is an evil sound,

Evil cruelty holds no bounds,

The fields of death near to the town.

 

No one is speaking now,

The fighting ended long ago,

All heads are bowed down low,

Pain etched faces fail to show.

 

The blood the death is all around,

The silence is an evil sound,

Evil cruelty holds no bounds,

The fields of death near to the town.

 

The battle is won or lost,

Yet still humanity is the worst,

Freedom the ultimate cost,

Defeated in an angry burst.

 

The blood the death is all around,

The silence is an evil sound,

Evil cruelty holds no bounds,

The fields of death near to the town.