I fail to walk anymore,
this unending path to some unknown door.

Oh lord!!!!!these feet tremble
so many suns and moons away from home i have seen.

Oh lord!!!!Give me back my life,
The life of unbound joy and happiness
for now it is filled of unendurable pain and suffering

From a joyful and happy spring to dark winter life has turned.

My child's feet is torn and terror flicker's in his eye
blood soaked are his feet and dusty his body.

I move forward i die and i move back i die.

His childhood is dead
by this dusty war of men.
Oh lord you created this huge earth,
but men with heart's of stone!!!

A scar on his rosy childhood,
broken glasses is his life now
His soul is dead, scarred it is.
His innocence is dead and soon he will be so.

I am on the cliff of life,
throw me down
but take my child in the rosy path of life.

Oh lord!!!Oh protector!!!
Protect him......Protect him.....Protect him