[Intro: wind through torn banners, distant drum 🏳️] [Verse 1: Folk-Rock] When the banners come down, Who will gather what remains? Who will clear the broken stations? Who will memorize the names? The speeches will be archived. The generals will depart. The living will inherit Every unexploded heart. [Chorus: Epic Rock] Bring the banners down slowly. Let no victory hide the cost. Honor courage without pretending Nothing sacred was lost. Mourn the soldier and civilian. Mourn the enemy unknown. No flag can make a grieving house Feel less violently alone. [Verse 2: Orchestral March] War arrives in uniform, But leaves in scattered clothes. A boot beside a doorway. Dust where someone grew a rose. Peace enters without trumpets, Carrying ledgers, bread, and wire. It spends decades rebuilding What took seconds to set fire. [Genre Shift: Post-Hardcore ⚡] NO MORE GLORY WITHOUT GRIEF! NO MORE SLOGANS SOLD AS PEACE! NO MORE CHILDREN PAYING DEBTS FOR ANGER THEY DID NOT CREATE! [Bridge: piano and mass choir 🕊️] Anti-war does not mean passive. Peace is labor. Peace is brave. It means resisting easy hatred Before hatred chooses graves. It means defending human freedom Without falling in love with force. It means every road to battle Must answer for its course. [Final Chorus: Full Orchestra 🌅] Bring the banners down slowly. Raise the roofs and clear the mines. Turn the factories toward living. Let diplomacy have time. Care for those who carried What the powerful designed. A nation proves its honor By the peace it leaves behind. [Outro: drum stops, hammers rebuilding] No final victory. Only fewer funerals. Let that be enough.
