Nyhill - Ode to War

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My youth was torn apart from me,
As the bullets whistled all around my ears.

I saw comrades die,
Whispering their last words, lying in my arms.
But they didn't die in vain,
For I know they’ll all be proud at home!

I still remember how we marched and sang,
We learnt to kill, sweated, and cried, together.
More than just friends, we grew to be brothers!
Oh my brothers, where have you all gone?

But I swear that I’d die for the people living under our flag,
And I’ll defend my nation, even if I have to kill for it.

Oh this sweet sound of screaming men,
Intoning this melody I will never forget:
The cruel song of war.
Oh this sweet sound of firing guns and blasting shells,
This cacophony, I will never forget:
The cruel song of war.


Scars, medals and nightmares are all I'm left with now.
My compatriots spit on my pride!
What was I really defending but the cause of wealthy old men?
Now I find myself sleeping on the street, and crying, and dying,
Singing this song I will never forget:
This cruel ode to war.