A day with no glory, a heart filled with fear
Still repeating his story, to make ourselves clear
A voice is unheard when it shouts from the hills
Your king in his castle, never died on these fields

His blood on your hands, a smile on your face
With wicked intention when there's money to be made
A room with no windows and a heart that can't feel
Shame with no convictions and a view to a kill

Tell me why? Why must we fight?
And why must we kill in the name of what we think is right?
And no more, no war, 'cause how do you know?

The hate in your eyes, the lies on your tongue
A hand that kills the innocent, so quick to do wrong
Your belly is full while we fight for what remains
The rich getting richer, while the poor become slaves

We kill our own brothers, the truth is never told
If victory is freedom then the truth is untold
Surrender your soldiers like everyone else
If love is my religion, don't speak for myself

Tell me why? Why must we fight?
And why must we kill in the name of what we think is right?
And no more, no war, 'cause how do you know?

And how do you know? (How do you know?)
And how do you know? (How do you know?)
And how do you know? (How do you know?)
And how do you know? (How do you know?)

And please tell me why? Why must we fight?
And why must we kill in the name of what we think is right?
And no more, no war, 'cause how do you know?

I'm living this life, I'm given these lies
And how do I die for the name of what you think is right?
And no more, oh Lord
'Cause how do we know?
And how do we know?

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Writer(s): Marcos Curiel, Mark Traa Daniels, Noah C. Bernardo, Paul J. Sandoval