Raised Fist

A new divorce, I want to separate myself
From all these endless cold blooded wars.
I close my eyes but wherever I turn myself
I find another source of no remorse.
Moving towards the verge of collapse
And I can't force you or anyone else to help me to restore.
And I despise, when we act like all this came as a surprise
And we don't see why.
The skies filled with bombers.
And we have to bear in mind,
That children die in the third world because of lies.
What a surprise, the suddenness of the crisis demands us all to rise.