Текст на „When The Last Rifle Falls“

When the last rifle falls to the ground

Wounded grow well or die

Those who fought look on

Toward a future of betterment

Their past will reveal blood-stained hands

The realization will come

They will wail in woe and shake the skies

Clouds will pour forth a cleansing rain

And we will live in peace for a while again

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