If I could change, change anything at will

I would change the amount of blood we spill

In the name of war, we are warring on ourselves

Confusing the shadows with the light,

Blinded by hate and revenge

We carry darkness in our bodies

Polluting the atmosphere, and we

Poison the world with our words.

Pedestrians caught in the crossfire, 

Orphanage in ruins, women shelters blown away

A river of blood is left behind, staining the green grass

Where people used to live in peace

Peace? What is peace? Peace

Is a symbol, too far fetched to become

A reality, war is our world and

the world is at war