Текст песни «Amias Davies - War»

The world is cursed,
Everyone wishes for the worst,
For war we have a thirst,
And we cant wait to burst,
Everyone wishing that theyre first,
Its as if the world will never be nursed,
And this isnt rehearsed,
It just immersed,
One word and were all dispersed,
It should be reversed,
The reasons are all submersed,
Its like were all coerced,
And they say theyre versed.

One action leads to another,
One death leads the brother,
And all puppets by the cry of the mother,
Those shouts make us smother,
Which leads us souther.

Ones pain will never be forgiving,
But its for us, the living,
Were the ones who should be giving,
For there is a cost of living,
We should be reliving,
And stop the misgiving,
And make it all thanksgiving.