As i open up my heart,
And take out all the blunt
I can see it in your eyes...
Are you blushing or disguised?
Our feelings are immersed
In a big red blend
Oh, this bloody battle ended.
But it's fluids are descended,
To an unknow destination,
To another,needing nation...
Part of you and part of me,
That is what it seems to be.
Kicks and screams,a spoiled brat
He'll be running like a rat,
When the nation will develop,
He will hear the cheery bellhop...

"Time to go and meet your fate,
for your father... it's too late..."

They shall leave at once,she knows,
To the sea the river flows.
And i can't at all imagine,
That maybe... a letter with a pigeon,
Will be mailed right through my window.
And if not,she'll be a widow!
Cause my nation,he's my station.

And i can not live witout him...

We will fight again alright,
Fluids will drain again at night...
But the war will never end,
Unless if... one of them will bend.
And if hope, they will not cherish
Evidently,they will perish.


So we'll fight again,an endless war,
And our fluids shall once more,
Will become to nations and again,
Well... this story never ends.