The cold winter brushed her hand The lifeless bodies on the ground She wept for those that gave their lives Her tears turned into flesh and blood Protect our sons Our little ones Our daughters and their fathers too We pray that everyone returns To their mother's open arms Time has stopped it withered down There were bodies all around They asked what war was all about But no one ever told them why Protect our sons Our little ones Our daughters and their fathers too We pray that everyone returns To their mother's open arms We lived within Our broken homes We prayed each day and night We hope that everyone returns To their mother's open arms