When Will It End Pella. . . .
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This song is not an indictment of any particular country or political viewpoint. It is an indictment of the concept of ‘whoever kills the most people wins’. Key C, BPM 112.
v1. soldiers & lovers,
the smoke is all around,
heartbroken mothers, children in the ground, people on the left and right, pray to your God tonight, to forgive this sin, when will it end.
v2. borderline ambitions, a cause indeed most just, all will be forgotten, long after the dust, settles on the bodies torn, the uniforms & medals worn, forgive our sin, when will it end.
chorus do not doubt our power, or compassion as you grieve, how long ‘til the shining hour, we use it to relieve, the pain & hunger of the weak & shattered who, trust in sovereign nations, as if their moral aim is true.
v3. outlaws, politicians, generals & kings, lead us to the battlefields, where they control the strings, deadly smoke & mirrors, the centuries old charade, sending in the warriors, arranging the parade.
when will it end…
v1. soldiers & lovers,
the smoke is all around,
heartbroken mothers, children in the ground, people on the left and right, pray to your God tonight, to forgive this sin, when will it end.
v2. borderline ambitions, a cause indeed most just, all will be forgotten, long after the dust, settles on the bodies torn, the uniforms & medals worn, forgive our sin, when will it end.
chorus do not doubt our power, or compassion as you grieve, how long ‘til the shining hour, we use it to relieve, the pain & hunger of the weak & shattered who, trust in sovereign nations, as if their moral aim is true.
v3. outlaws, politicians, generals & kings, lead us to the battlefields, where they control the strings, deadly smoke & mirrors, the centuries old charade, sending in the warriors, arranging the parade.
when will it end…