Her keening wail clings deep into the night, a mother kneels before her broken son, an awful gift brought back after the fight, A hollow shell of all he could have done. Forgive me, my blood, for I let you go, For we were millions who could have said nay to those sirens' voices, warmongers of woe, Forgive me, my blood, for I let you stray Bone of my bone, you were my only light Mother O' mother, for thee I left to fight Blood, oh, my blood, they tore us both apart Mother O' mother, I called you in my heart. She damns the hands that sent me to my grave, The man I was becoming, ripped away, Her lifelong toil consumed by those who crave, All that she built and loved reduced to clay. Bone of my bone, you were my only light Mother O' mother, for thee I left to fight Blood, oh, my blood, they tore us both apart Mother O' mother, I called you in my heart. I died alone in fear, despair and pain No such tale of glory, forged illusion, My meaningless grave, ignored and unnamed Lost in history, grand oblivion. Be wary of those who talk about peace Their fists held high calling for righteous fight They call you their friend but you're just a piece They will gag and trample and won't let you bite. Bone of my bone, you were my only light Mother O' mother, for thee I left to fight Blood, oh, my blood, they tore us both apart Mother O' mother, I called you in my heart.
