.Angels cry for us
Childrenâs blood is spilled
Hands held high for peace
Hope is a foolish dream
In Time
In time theyâll see who they are killing.
Sons will grow up in hate.
In time no-one will have won this fight.
Nothing left to do but cry.
In time theyâll d.
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