Bosnia

Peace at sunrise,
War at sunset,
Gather your arms
Because nothing feels right, ever,
The land seized for profit,
Slaughtering cattle's,
Slaughtering human beings,
Peace at sunrise,
War at sunset.

The disguise of brutality,
The sound of harmony dying,
No more smiles; no more equality,
We'll never be; who are we?
Take up arms, take on life,
Anything to survive, anything, anything,
Peace at sunrise,
War at sunset.

Light shining bright,
Suddenly turns to darkness,
The hole is closing,
The eyelids struggling to stay open,
Your mouth filled with blood,
No one alive to save you,
No sun shining today,
War at sunrise,
Death at sunset.