Bagdad

"Every time you kill somebody, you kill a part of yourself."
Soldier in Iraq

"Wat gewees het, dit sal daar weer wees, en wat gebeur het, dit sal weer gebeur, en daar is glad niks nuuts onder die son nie."
Prediker 1:9

Those who die can tell
the world is turning on itself
a flashback tale of heaven-hell?

the ones we killed
are killing still
they haunt your dreams, they
aim sharp shoot skilled
at those whose lies
created these war cries.

Day by day between these ruins
the sound of war
missile through children's eyes
they say their prayers, last goodbyes
we offer our lives,
bombarding truth for more heroic lies.

Those who died can tell
the world is turning on itself.
Here we stand caught up in time
deceived, betrayed, war becomes the crime.

There is no end they say
life an endless war
fear, greed, power greet the day

In the end unarmed
we fight
our own echoes of fame,
no victory, just shame in sight.