How can this generation know differently
We send the finest of their numbers off to fight
They've been told to achieve through violence
They've been told they are bodies in a fire
The pyre of society is one we need to light
With the bonfire we'll need to be forgiven
May we finally enter a metamorphosis
Where all we know is erased,
Our bodies changed
Our hearts made soft
Forgiving not hating
May peace and innocence live
And hurt and brokenness die
