War Lyrics

Our voice made silent Our hands made still But deep and violent wait the ones who wait to kill The desert?s burning, their reasons pale For there?s no returning with some golden holy grail CHORUS What have they done? What have they done? The blood will run to everyone Oh what have they done? Is it for freedom? Or is it for truth That father?s fall and all the young men trade their youth? Or are they moved by deception?s hand That rank and reckless scatters death across the sand? CHORUS Is it for freedom? Or is it for truth That fathers fall and all those young men trade their youth? And the deserts burning, their faces pale For there?s no returning with some golden holy grail CHORUS