Snow In Berlin

What is this war?

What are we celebrating for?

Said the drunken diplomat

What is this pain?

Why is there only pain?

When there's nothing to be gained

All the killing has begun

There is nowhere left to run

There's no bridges left to burn

Every gospel has been slayed

And every killer-man's been paid

There's no answer, only violence

We could order up a drink

You could tell me what to think

There's no bridges left to burn

If Berlin falls tonight

The snow would still be white

With no answer but violence

Who is this war?

It's wasted and unsure

Said the drunken diplomat

There's no answer, only violence

There's no answer, only violence

There's no answer, only silence