Solitary days and humble nights

Civil War

Civil War

The brave men in blue
The brave men in gray
The brave men were all painted crimson that day

Two brothers marching to a heartbeat drum
Two brothers fire their guns
One brother painted crimson and gray
One brother's untouched blue stayed

A family torn blue and gray
The rift deepened with crimson stains
Fire burns the cities to ash
Screams are void in the blood bath

The soldier killed by his brother
The soldier killed by his son
Hate is all the ignorant know
The war for them is never done

The graves are defiled
The memories of loved ones shattered
The brave soldiers fallen
Like nothing really happened nor mattered

Goodbyes are never said
Nor are apologies fit to speak
Both sides are clashing
Nether side is weak

It broke her heart to lose him
But he didn't go alone
A part of her soul went with him
For that day the Lord called him home

The metallic scent lingers still
The impure crimson stained hands
The war is said to be over now
But never are the tears of the defiled land