Based on Original Improvised Guitar Recording : https://suno.com/s/DyHliGO4foSYlUBz **** Some hoard wealth, spew deceit, strike in stealth. Turmoil breeds, madness reaches new heights, Feel the grip of wicked plights! DROP! THE! BOMB! BOOM! A thunderous crash. No fathers remain, no safety ground. Orphans drift, no shelter found, Did they wail? Did they beg for mama? Infernos rage on the edge of nirvana! When no one’s left to save you — whoo! MADNESS! MADNESS! Drones swarm the night — hey! Suitcases are light — hey! Wars shred the earth, no peace in sight! Can you hear me? TELL ME WHY WE FIGHT?! Hate devours, orders stark, Troops invade, they bear the mark. Not lords, but sons and daughters, War’s grim wrath fuels endless slaughters. Hear the grief of the mother, THE LAST ONE LOOKING FOR YOU. Pray to gods, Pray to scarecrows — FEEL THE AGONY, IT OVERFLOWS! One, two, three — duck, don’t sigh, Death’s no jest when you’re doomed to die. No more joy, no more kids to raise, Why are we all colliding in disgrace? BOOM ! Did they wail? Did they beg for mama? Infernos rage on the edge of nirvana! When no one’s left to save you — whoo! MADNESS! MADNESS! Drones swarm the night — hey! Cannons and guns ignite — hey! You’re gone, lost beyond my sight ! Can you hear me? TELL ME WHY WE FIGHT?! What’s the cost of this?! What’s the cost of this?! Avarice and might stoke the cries of despair, Minute by minute, no innocence left to spare, mistrust festers deep, Bigotry surges, and vengeance we reap. Empires vie for soil, for glory, for greed, Yet the wounds of war are all that we bleed. DROP! THE! BOMB! BOOM! (BOOM) (BOOM) Did they wail? Did they beg for mama? Infernos rage on the edge of nirvana! When no one’s left to save you — whoo! MADNESS! MADNESS! Drones swarm the night — hey! Coffins are locked tight — hey! You’re gone, forever out of sight! Can you still hear me? TELL ME WHY WE FIGHT?! TELL ME WHY YOU HAD... TO GO. THIS WASN'T YOURS... NO, NO ! MADNESS! MADNESS !
