Civil War

Come on, you raging soldiers, wherever you may be I'd have to pay attention; please listen unto me I'll tell to you a true tale of a soldier bold and brave An ambush of some enemies dispatched him in his grave It happened on a Friday morn, so listen to what they've done They walked upon the mountains, the battle's just begun The colonel cried, "Turn out, brave boys; your hearts are void of fear!" They shot him without warning as you shall quickly hear They buried him quite decently on a dreary summer's day Come all the rest of you, my boys, for your dead comrade, pray Too many died for nothing to finish endless strife In mem'ry of the millions felled for a better life Civil war in Central Europe, civil rights are on the run Destination is destruction, and the war goes on and on