The Fallen - Skinflint

Bullet pierced bodies

Lay down dead

They never returned back home

Rivers of blood and corpses

All flowing to their makers

Large armies raised by conscription

All with a killing ego

Half of the dead of great war

Don’t even have a known grave

Use of mustard gas and chlorine

Choking the victim to death

Large armies raised by conscription

All with a killing ego

Shoot them down and let them join the fallen

Pierce their hearts and let them join the fallen

Shoot them down and let them join the fallen

Pierce their hearts and let them join the fallen