Lost Nightmares

War Casualties

Baby girl look into my eyes.

It's going to be all right.

I'll hold you tight against my chest

so you can fall asleep and rest.

Your Mama will carry you into the smoke,

cut out her heart so you can live a little longer.

I will offer you up to the Gods

just to make sure you find heaven alright.

This is our end.

Don't cry, try to smile.

I know war is wayward and full of sorrows,

that we will not have a tomorrow,

but just think, when the sun rises,

you will finally meet your savior, your father.