You've had your chances but
You're still afraid
They'll gouge your eyes out
And you'll be repaid
These sights you cannot
Take anymore
Their marching footsteps
As they leave for war

You pray to saints but
They're not listening now
The times are changing
But you don't know how
You've given everything
You have no more
Heroes and villains
Marching off to war

It's time to leave here
But you're all that's left
You have the life
Of which they are bereft
There's no forgiveness
No, not anymore
You left them dying
In some foreign war

They used to call you father