Old Night - Architects Of Doom

I heard your sobbing last night Dear old mother Your boys are also losing their sleep Missing their father He took up arms and went in Another fool’s war Because the wolves were hungry And rotten to the core All the pigs were shamelessly weltering While our heroes were dying On their corpses the wolves were feasting While honest men were crying So I offer you A myriad of shattered dreams Lives lost in wailing screams A multitude of broken homes All for the wolves sitting on the thrones Freedom was a lie Glory was denied But you managed to rise above I still don’t know how Rest your weary eyes father Your boys are proud men now In spite all the sadness this war did sire The same old hatred is still raging afire