Therese a war going on through
out this earth, a war so powerful it touches your turf!
The sound of the skies
tearing, is all we hear and while the universe opens hide in fear.
Deadly gas fills the air as tumbled children
look up to stare, but this is a sight our
eyes can't bare.There is a war across the way!
"Where do we hide or go to pray?"
"There no time to waste and no place to go!"
"Therese a war going on and it's heading towards home!"
This is the last war, I hope you know!
The last war for you and the last war for me, the last sun shine
and the last touch of green.
This war is so pitiful, like the days without the
sun or sun without the sky, it's so pitiful
"I cry without my eyes!"

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