Bloody Days
I walk these feilds and I see hell
I see the pain that we have brought
I see the eyes of my fallen friends
these are my
Bloody Days
Not sleeping for fear of the nightmares
Not speaking because
a scream would tear out
Knowing the Truth
is not going to help me now
for the truth is that
we deserve this
we caused this
no one else is to blame
for the pain
for the death
Just us
I will live with this now
for the rest of my days
makeing every street I walk down red
every person I love dead
because all I will see is this
the bloody feilds of death and destruction
For the rest of my
Bloody Days
I see the pain that we have brought
I see the eyes of my fallen friends
these are my
Bloody Days
Not sleeping for fear of the nightmares
Not speaking because
a scream would tear out
Knowing the Truth
is not going to help me now
for the truth is that
we deserve this
we caused this
no one else is to blame
for the pain
for the death
Just us
I will live with this now
for the rest of my days
makeing every street I walk down red
every person I love dead
because all I will see is this
the bloody feilds of death and destruction
For the rest of my
Bloody Days
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