Humans in their spring livery.
Skinny boys without much meat on them.
Boys licked their lips as the "war" was cut.
Movements that inflamed the girls with tears.
We'll do it for a fathers
We'll do it for our mothers
We'll do it for our sisters
We'll do it for our brothers
Enemies filled with holes and gaps
And we did it with poetry.
Pads of cotton wool and gauze over our our wounds.
The beauty pales beside the films.
And the friends that you fight with all dressed in evil
Girls holding their hands
We'll...
Humans...
Skinny boys without much meat on them.
Boys licked their lips as the "war" was cut.
Movements that inflamed the girls with tears.
We'll do it for a fathers
We'll do it for our mothers
We'll do it for our sisters
We'll do it for our brothers
Enemies filled with holes and gaps
And we did it with poetry.
Pads of cotton wool and gauze over our our wounds.
The beauty pales beside the films.
And the friends that you fight with all dressed in evil
Girls holding their hands
We'll...
Humans...