War Death
Worlds at war
Over the fields
Running towards the enemy
Lying on the floor,many are now dead
A statue filled with poppies
Those who survived are very lucky
War has began
A field of people
Red for blood
Worlds at war
Over the fields
Running towards the enemy
Lying on the floor,many are now dead
A statue filled with poppies
Those who survived are very lucky
War has began
A field of people
Red for blood