» Dungeons Of War (extended version) by Citadel

DUNGEONS OF WAR ©G. Whitman (BMI)

I have seen the faces of eyes that have turned to walk away,

 a trembling hand upon the hilt

 the skies of blue turn to a dismal grey

Many feet in a foreign land

 many banners raised

This I’ve seen, and shall see again, unless the faults of mankind are erased!

 

Away from the Dungeons (of War) where the fire falls like rain!

And how many lives are spent in a mask of flaming pain?

In need of a reason they shall stain the sinner’s sword

With futile hopes of gaining a crown as the ‘just’ reward

 

(Lead – Chorus 1 Repeat)

 

Tears are shed over brothers lost

 half a man never feels the same

The hands still clean of the men behind the scenes

 of satan’s games

I have seen the faces of those who’ll never really walk away

Empty Stares, a bleeding heart, and vengeance stored ‘till the final day

 

Away from the Dungeons (of War) where the innocent are slain!

And how many lives are spent in a daze of placing blame?

This is the season to make plowshares from our swords

With future hopes of gaining peace as the ‘just’ reward

 

(Lead – Chorus 2 Repeat)

 

Dungeons of War © G. Whitman (BMI) from the CD,

The Citadel of Cynosure and Other Tales © Whitman/Citadel™