we scream and shout but no one answers. we feel alone but no comfort. we feel hate with no love. we yell out for help, but get cast down to he**. ignore by the world. we're struck to the world like lighting. among the living we are dead. we die and never reincarnate. we only wait our voice hear. but we are the sons of war. now only alound to be alone in he**. we all wait to be in peace and let our voice ring among the nations.