Ed - vocals and guitar / Tim - Bass / Roman - [bad word] 

The cemetery fills fresh new graves
With illusions of freedom for a paycheck they slave
The mother grieves for hor son
His body torn apart for a smoking gun
The one next to him is a good as dead
He slowly dies with a plte in his head
Soldier boy, he came from a farm
Now he lives with prosthetic legs and arms

Victims of power hungry whores
Casualties in an insane war
Abused not any more
Ther're casualties of an insane war

madman's words, if's us against them
Not learning from the past, we lose again
These battles have raged since the dawn of time
Again and again, we walk that line 
The spoiled elite must have their way
For every costly lesson, the citizen pays
They can't look in a mirror only judge
Promoting their hate instead of love

Bloody limbs, shrapnel wounds
For a life of pain, they're been groomed
Nightmare, recurring dreams
The ER fills with horrid screams

Original music by "Day of the sword" / New lyrics by Ed