Voices of War
Edgardo Arce Romero
Raise your glasses high
Cause you raise the guns before
And drink a red wine
Like luscious blood unseen
A glorious nation dwells
In the ashes of a war
That trampled every man
In their honor and in their pride
Voices of war, Close to myself
Voices of war, I'll go insane
Inside my head, Making a scar
Melody of power and hate
Voices of war, A silent cry
Voices of war, Calling from death
Never a word to heal the pain
Reflections to this society