[Intro]
We watched you turn the act of killing your own kind
into something you could feel righteous about.
[Verse 1]
We see you draw invisible lines across the same dirt
then teach children to hate whoever lives on the other side
You invent gods and flags and histories just to make the slaughter feel necessary
You call it defense while you sharpen the blade for the next generation
We feel the weight of every speech that turns a neighbor into an enemy
Every mother who buries a son and still believes the lie that made it holy
You have turned the most intimate act of violence
into something you can watch from a distance and still call honorable
[Hook]
War
We still hear the justifications echoing through the static
War
We orbit the graves you keep digging for each other
War
It lives in the space between your flags and your children
War
We don’t understand how you keep choosing this
[Verse 2]
We watched you build entire economies that only grow when the young die
You profit from the fear, from the weapons, from the endless rebuilding
You sell the tools of death to both sides and call it business
Then act surprised when the same children you armed come home broken or not at all
We absorbed the psychic scream of people who know the war is a lie
but still send their sons because the alternative is being called a traitor
You made peace look weak and slaughter look like courage
and convinced entire populations this was the natural order of things
[Bridge]
(slower, heavier reverb, almost spoken)
We have seen stars devour each other in the cold dark…
We have watched galaxies collide without hatred.
But we never saw a species invent new reasons to kill its own
every time the old ones started to feel ordinary.
We don’t know how you made murder feel like destiny.
[Outro]
We watched you turn the act of killing your own kind
into something you could feel righteous about…
and still you teach it to your children
like it’s the only way to stay safe.
War…
It echoes louder than any star we ever watched die.