Battle Scars

We climb to the top of the hill to see what lies beneath
Waiting for its time to feed if first we don’t kill each other
Battle scars tell the tale of a life lived hard
Empty souls left to ponder the question, «why?» Drowning bodies climb to stay
above the line
Cannibals arise
Now, shut your eyes, cover your ears and stand in line
We cannot afford the voice of discontent
Shut down the oppressed
Silence the mouths that spit the venomous
Hell on earth
No one escapes on judgment day
Something has to give
Bombs of peace shake the earth