Here I am standing in the central of the world
I hear them screaming at me the lost souls
Of the travel wars people call them heroes
But they call there selves fighter for there believes
So what we know about them
If they are the only one who knows
What's going on in the zone that called battlefield
Don't say nothing if you Wasn't there

In my mind running thought about there dreams
That they coming back from the ground
To they lovers staring to fly around them
Like an angels they just Want to protect them
And hug until end of time and never let go again

so don't say a word about them
Just put a light fire on and make a wish
That in the end every thing going to be ok