Walk these fields of blood Fill these eyes with fear, with tears, with death Each footstep to become your best friends' graves Forgotten, erased, pain Frustration, joy, damnation Mothers cry as their sons die in a war so pure No disease can cure all prayers heard but one A saviour sent from above or below To walk the earth, to drown your despair A solid structure unknown We all fall before its feet Surrender Blinded by its glory