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