[Verse 1] Mother's tears On the casket of her blood Hands on the wood But nothing's left of him They brought her dirt and folded flags They brought her words But not her kid Father cries Silent in an empty room Stares at the chair Where he always sat His coffee cold His body still His name still whispered Where you left him at [Chorus] For what? For who? No clear motivation Just orders and a number On a dead-end mission No clear vision Only smoke in your lungs You keep your power standing tall On walls made of sons [Verse 2] You shook his hand Called him "hero" Called him "friend" Gave him a badge And a borrowed gun You sent him out to take the hit To hold a line You'd never stand on Mother's eyes Search every list and every map For any trace Of the boy she raised You turn the page and change the name But all the faces Stay the same [Chorus] For what? For who? No clear motivation Just maps and little markers In some hidden station No clear vision Only blood on your tongues You keep your empires standing tall On walls made of sons [Bridge] How many rooms Echo like this one One more bed Still half-turned down One folded letter in a frame Where you wrote "regret" But never wrote "we're done" [Chorus] For what? For who? No clear salvation Just prayers rehearsed In a broken nation No clear vision Only ghosts when you're done You keep your stories standing tall On walls made of sons On walls made of sons
