Let The Bullets Rain
The war, the war rages on,
In the terrible light of a forlorn dawn,
The men all shout and yell and weep,
Hoping to awake, though they know they’re not asleep,
This nightmare is real, it will not stop,
It will devour them all until everything’s gone
But the war does not care,
It does not know,
Of the lives it has taken,
Or the families it’s torn
War laughs at misery,
And rejoices in pain
It shouts with glee “Let the bullets rain,
Let the bullets rain”
And in the mournful years to come
Life will be hard and men will be glum
No one will smile, for they all live in fear
That another war may soon be near