Two Thousand Years

Burning buildings, screaming women,
Men in masks parade their might.
Frightened children beg for mercy,
But there's none to spare tonight.

Gutters turning moonlit red,
Someone's son is lying dead.
Crowds alight with flashing blue,
The sun wont rise again for you.

Lying dead in bloody glory,
Just another tabloid story.
What's the point of sacrifice,
If nobody even cares.

One more life gone too early,
One more lesson never learned.
One more headline in the papers,
One more prayer your god has spurned.

And when your soul was layed to rest,
Did they fire seven rifles in the air.
Or did they fire into seven more sons,
And lower them down to your madmans lair.

Years of bullets and years of bombs,
And how many years of sadness.
So many lies and so much hate,
And so many years of madness.

What's been changed and who has gained,
Is anything any clearer.
Does anyone know who's winning yet,
Is peace getting any nearer.

It's only war, it's happened before,
It'll probably happen again.
Two thousand years to get it right,
And all of them in vain.