God almighty where is He now

Is this the truth that wants itself known?

The path that goes on of a million years

I'm treading on now engulfed by sadness

Women and children and men with their madness

The might of men becomes well known

Along the path of millions of others

Abiding to the most treacherous ways

of a nation conceived of liberty,

who's nation will my eyes once see.

Fallen soldiers who once had a reason

A place where they once knew they could be free

A place where I may once again be.

Away from the pain, the fear, and the loathe

Where the heroes and cowards and fighting men

and all the ladies can easily fit in.

Believe in life and not in death

Have a good sense of what came before

A future with an open door

Who's nation will it come to be?

Where a child's playground remains unscathed

by the perfect weapon that had no sway

The spilling of blood and the ruin of home

Not a good sense for all that has grown

Who's nation will it come to be

With the Kingdom for those who want to be free?

Where I can again walk on solid ground

and not anticipate the next live round

People you say but here I am

Walking that road with life that must end.

i don't know why this has to be

There is no reason that I can see

It's just another dreadful day.