War

This house of lies is stained in blood Been tearing down our monuments And now our hope has turned to fear And it all seems so unclear A brother kills his own tonight When will we know our wrong from right To me it seems that we have lost our sight When we're blinded by our rights And this is so surreal There's a cold hard rain on the mountain top Like a speeding train that'll never stop Just a twist of a knife for a bastard son It's a mother's love in a war that can't be won In a war that can't be won Poison water from the well to drink Shots rain down in our city streets And are we the land of the free Was it made for you and me And this is so surreal There's a cold hard rain on the mountain top Like a speeding train that'll never stop Just a twist of a knife for a bastard son It's a mother's love in a war that can't be won In a war that can't be won It can't be won In a war that can't be won Take the weight of your shoulders Our crosses to bear There's a black sun rising You can feel it in the air When we make our way to those pearly gates Will we walk right in This is judgement day And it's a cold hard rain on the mountain top Like a speeding train that'll never stop Just a twist of a knife for a bastard son It's a mother's love in a war that can't be won In a war that can't be won It can't be won In a war that can't be won It can't be won