The Great War - Shuntaro Chishiya - Concluída.

018. the great war

"You drew up some
good faith treaties.
I drew curtains closed,
drank my poison
all alone.
You said I had to
trust more freely,
but diesel is desire,
you were playing
with fire.
And maybe it's the
past that's talking,
screaming from the crypt."

"All that bloodshed,
crimson clover,
the bombs were closer,
My hand was
the one you reached for,
all throughout
the great war.
Always remember
the burning embers.
I vowed not to
fight anymore,
if we survived
the great war."

"Soldier down

on that icy ground
looked up at me
with honor and truth,
broken and blue,
so I called off the troops.
That was the night
I nearly lost you.
I really thought
I'd lost you."

"We can plant a
memory garden.
Say a solemn prayer,
place a poppy in my hair.
There's no morning
glory, it was war,
it wasn't fair.
And we'll never go back
to that bloodshed,
crimson clover.
The worst was over.
My hand was
the one you reached for,
all throughout
the great war.
Always remember
we're burned for better.
I vowed I would
always be yours,
'cause we survived
the great war."

- The Great War.