Who speaks for the silent dead

So I hear they kissed and made up

And things too will turn back

to normal for most

A temper tantrum, a powerplay,

Addleheaded posturing that soon gave up the ghost

A vicious cycle that cost

Me my life

This is a song for the silent

This is a song for those that died

The innocent, the harried,

A song for those left behind to cry

Politics, ethnicity, do they really matter

Are they worth my life?

Who rules the city

And who pushes it into strife

What was gained if we are back to zero again

Smiles on their faces

But those close to me are in pain

This is a song for the silent

This is a song for those that died

The innocent, the harried,

A song for those left behind to cry