Of War

[Verse 1]
Anger - The force of the weak that tricks oneself but fools no one
Power - The force that absorbs without being overwhelmed

[Chorus]
War - The deeper scar of history
War - The sanctification of tragedy

[Verse 2]
Peace - As crown of war is glory built upon misery
Terror – In a dead end finds its way out in the ecstasy of destruction

[Chorus]
War - The deeper scar of history
War - The sanctification of tragedy
War - The illusion of majesty
Why should we drink the poison before the remedy

[Interlude]
Pride to die in combat – like all the other dead
All this to learn that - all nations’ blood is running red
Pride to die in combat – like all the other dead
All this to learn that - all nations’ blood is running red

[Chorus]
War - The deeper scar of history
War - The sanctification of tragedy
War - The illusion of majesty
Why should we drink the poison before the remedy