Two Borders

This war
Is raging on for years. Nobody knows anymore who is friend and who is enemy.
So called soldiers
Lie on a wide road and no one knows what they are fighting for fighting for,
over themselves
Thousands of people
Had to see purpose between two borders. Their only choice to die or run
somewhere they don’t know. Everything they had is lost… only memory remains
under a dead tree that has any branch and leaf
Anyone has nothing but strong is their belief
In peace that may come a new home or just a single drop of rain
«Hope dies last» are empty words when you have lived your life in vain
The waiting
The waiting
For nothing
For nothing
gives no answers to your needs
This war
No fear inside
Thousands of people
A vision I called my life
Dying every new day for ideals that fill the pockets of the wrong
The make the masses weak — minorities strong
The borders unclear — there are no orders left
And this war will end how many innocent
have been bereft?
The waiting
The waiting
For nothing
For nothing
gives no answers to your needs
This war
No fear inside
Thousands of people
A vision I called my life