Gary Moore - After The War

So many came before you, the prisoners of fate. A history of bloodshed, a legacy of hate. But where will you be standing when the battles have been won? Inside your lonely fortress the battle's just begun. After the war who will you be fighting for? After the war is over. After the fire is burning to it's dying embers. After the war. A letter from the draft board, put pain to all your dreams. You're just another number in military schemes. They marched you in a uniform you wore against your will. With lies of hope and glory, they taught you how to kill. After the war who will you be fighting for? After the war is over. After the fire is burning to it's dying embers. After the war. After the war, you thought you'd be a hero. After all that you survived. If hell was meant for heroes, you'd surely have arrived.