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 battles just begun.
After the war
who will you be fighting for?
After the war is over.
After the fire is burning
To its dying embers
after the war.
A letter from the draft board
Put paid 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
You thought you'd be a hero
After all that survived
If hell was meant for heroes
Then surely you've arrived.
After the war
After the war
After the war
Who will you be fighting for?
After the war
Who will you be fighting for?
After the fire is burning
To its dying embers
After the war.