War From A Harlots Mouth

Its so cold here
And dark
There has been a war for years
Behind closed doors
Not even a half-hearted try
To pu weapons down
Its raining lead
And as always, the wrong ones die
This is a Conspirancy
Id like to call it a misery
Dear martyr: Is that you?
I bet you know youre me
Pater Familias? Pater Judas!
Black clouds between us
In your case doom means salvation
If theres a day of redemtion
One last breath for justice
One last glimpse for my release
What did he say in his defence?
Guess what: Nothing!
Let me sleep!
The never-ending fight is tiring me
Give me quiet, give me strenght
For a new war
(Thanks to Fredde for these lyrics)
[ Mulder Lyrics ]