Mothers (Antischism)

Mothers, don't believe their lies Don't let them get their hands inside your mind Open your eyes see through their lies or They'll take your children and waste their young lives In a tailor made grave, lost and forgotten in a land far away And you'll feel no remorse because there are letters in your drawer Reminding you of what he was fighting for What was it again? Oh, yes,of course! For his country.For God. For Democracy. For his country,for god, for Democracy and the economy You're allowed to cry but don't ever ask why Just remember there's no better reason to die So don't read the books, don't watch TV The fairy tale has got a grim reality It's a very sad story, all guts no glory Who takes pride in a wasted life [2X] So I tell you don't listen to those who kill your children