Killing Time

Killing Time

No Use For A Name
(album: Keep Them Confused)

Not Knowing what he had got into, only following the sheep
The message sent for his deployment at only twenty-three
Promised to be there for a short time
His mother looks at photos
Passed down from a family tradition;
Her head lies on her lap...

I´ll never be sure exactly what it means
To serve and protect us from "enemies"
They make sure we´re scared
To justify this ugly, bloody mess
It´s less than your pride, it´s suicide at best

The waiting fills her with delusion and memories gone by
"How could I give life to my baby and then let him go die?"
But with this joke administration where no one is exempt
It´s not your fault and never will be.
Don´t hold love in contempt...

I feel like I´m lost, drowning out at sea
Surrounded by space with no regard for sympathy
She sees the parade of victory and war that wasn´t won
"I´m not coming home." "He´s my only son."

If an angel earns its wings every time somebody dies
Then todays the angels black out the blue sky