I went down to the battle creek, the things I saw there were amazing. Bones never looked so real before, I believed they were there but now I'm sure.
I'm sure.
I was down by the battle creek, the sheer numbers were startling. Death never felt so real before, always new it was there but now I'm sure.
I'm sure.
Oh my daughters, oh my sons and lovers, Did I raise you to harm one another? Or did you learn it from someone else? Did you pull it from someone else's hands? And when you slip into blinking red, do you blame it on God or on your fellow man?
I returned from the battle creek, but my heart did not make it back with me.