No disguise, it really reveals the primal instinct of certain human beings.
Caught in unsatisfiable obsession, not in control of their own ferocious feelings.
Mental and physical. Destruction can be near and far.
There are no winners but only losers; la liberté est notre devoir.
Launch the drone, watch the screen, he feels so rigor
and still so numb, his emotions are lost while he’s pulling the trigger.
No flinch, no empathy, where does this lead?
It takes on disproportion, knowing a thousand reasons why this war should be obsolete.
And still there is no war that will end all future wars,
not even through a billion bloody scars.
But war is what happens when all words end in failure.
That’s why we all truly must work on our all behavior.
When the most inhuman suddenly takes on human appearances,
future conflicts will become more abstract interferences.
When people turn deeds into demons, then life is far from paradise.
All at once indestructible things seem to fragment. War has its own price.
It really is a human-made tempest, suddenly devastating everything.
The nature suffers while this faith in humankind is blurring.
Money rules the people; and people rule the people;
stand up and live for the upheaval.
Tell me, what would the world look like without no war?