explosions of colors and light (x4)
the grass in the fields are deep green
the blood on the grass is deep red
the battlefield shivers like ice
it's filled with the hopeless and dead
explosions of colors and light (x4)
a soldier falls down in the field
the shrapnel has ripped him to shreds
his throat makes a guttural sound
as he lies there hopeless and dead
explosions of colors and light (x8)
a family's burned to the wall
a nuclear bomb killed them all
their deaths were so quick with no pain
they're dead though, that fact still remains
explosions of color and light (x5)
© ZephyrAnjoyo 2010
Sunday, February 1, 2009
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