Awful Death finds me wherever I go;
I can not be hidden from all-seeing eye.
My brain is immortal, but blood seems to flow
Like the river to ocean; so I see the night.
Sun keeps on shining through wall of the smoke;
Awful Death seems to be here everywhere.
I must be killed for all those lives I broke;
Please, stop the war, God, hear my prayer!
Blood is so red, and rose is red too.
Tell, does it mean that beauty must die?
Why are we so mad? Why is world so cruel?
Why do we kill each other and cry?
Why should we lose our friends in the war?
I'll never know it, 'cause I seem to die.
Men like to kill and always want more;
They never can hear
How women and kids