All the Unknown

For the unknown
For the unknown
For all the unknown
And the vengence we were sold
For the debris of the towers
And their awful human toll
For London and it's underground
And the havoc wrought down there
Bloody bomb-cut faces from Tavistock Square

For the unknown
For the unknown

Forgotten of Iraq
Who heed no call to fight
For all their schools and houses
Razed by drone strikes in the night
For machine guns in Mumbai
On a crowded killing floor
Slipping on the flowing blood
Of another religious war

For the unknown
There are no olive trees out here
For the unknown
There is no dove of peace to help to salve this fear
For reprisals on reprisals
We will weep our bitter tears
For the unknown

For the Arab Spring
The hope that got bled dry
On the Syrian plains in winter
As another dissident dies
For Paris in the dead of night
Lit brutally by flame
For martyr bombs and AK songs
To terrorize, kill, and maim

For the unknown
There are no olive trees out here
For the unknown
There is no dove of peace to help to salve this fear
For reprisals on reprisals
We will weep our bitter tears
For the unknown

For the unknown
There are no olive trees out here
For the unknown
There is no dove of peace to help to salve this fear
For reprisals on reprisals
We will weep our bitter tears
For the unknown

For the unknown