( CRADLE OF FILTH )

And I often sigh

I often wonder why

I'm still here and I still cry

And I often cry

I often spill a tear

Over those not here

But still they are so near

Please ease my burden

And I still remember

A memory and I weep

In my broken sleep

The scars they cut so deep

Please ease my burden

Please ease my pain

Surely without war there would be no loss

Hence no mourning, no grief, no pain, no misery

No sleepless nights missing the dead ... Oh, no more

No more war