Down To The Wire - Respect to the Fallen

On her shelf there lies a loaded gun
So she can protect her one last son
''Mom stop crying it makes me sad!''
Between silent streets paved with death

In the backyard they're waiting at the frontline they kill
The price of anger on the innocents' bill
The people awake when the sirens sing
When violence was a part of cowardice and sin

So show them respect them victims of war
Respect to the saviors and things they saw
Cause when they come back as angels or ghosts
They will still resist the enemy's law
Respect to the guards them widows and poor
Respect to the fallen behind havens door

He took the black roses and put them on her grave
He remembers her voice and what she had to say
''Let's tear down their guns and their bombs''
Cause where places are blessed there're soliders away

War never changes and we stay between
So it's about time that we get out
Till the spears of peace will hit the surface
Straight to the rifles down in the crowd

So show them respect them victims of war
Respect to the saviors and things they saw
Cause when they come back as angels or ghosts
They will still resist the enemy's law
Respect to the guards them widows and poor
Respect to the fallen behind havens door

So show them respect them victims of war
Respect to the saviors and things they saw
Cause when they come back as angels or ghosts
They will still resist the enemy's law
Respect to the guards them widows and poor
Respect to the fallen behind havens door