Damned Liars

We stand in fields of fire Brought here by damned liars Safe at home A single shot. A comrade lost He was my brother Gone in smoke, God's last joke, with a hundred others Just numbers Cry now for the lost He paid the heavy cost He isn't comin' home No he isn't comin' home No time soon His voice still echoes near My brother whispers in my ear As I sit on the street without a home And the cold strikes through, to the bone There's smoke up on the ridge But I'm mistaken, it's just London Bridge The rain beatin' so loud Homeless under the cloud A shroud Staring at the empty space Missin' that familiar face Remembering our father's words Sitting in that old armchair Only fight for those who care Scream now for the lost They paid the heavy cost They're not comin' home Oh no, they're not comin' home No time soon If I drink a little more The memories are not so raw But when daylight hits my eyes I can still hear my brother's cries He shouted for our mother, for our father and his brother And his brother. And only I could answer He shouted out for for God, but God had gone away To wherever Supreme Beings go He could have been in Scarborough or on a distant star But it was plainly just too far To hear a lost boy's cry As he mumbled to the sky I reached my brother's side But he had died Held him in my arms, his face so young and calm I brushed away his hair And prayed that he was still alive But he was gone Scream now for the lost They paid the heavy cost They're not comin' home Oh no, they're not comin' home No time soon We stand in fields of fire Brought here to die by damned liars Safe at home No time soon. Mmmm No time. Soon.