Who sleeps in their waking life?

Who dares open up their eyes?

Who seeks for further knowing?

Who keeps for material showing?

Who stands by a broken Mary?

Who’s left their monastery?

Who has really seen heaven?

Who stays?

Who by the revolution?

Who by the constitution?

Who by the power of silence?

Who by religious violence?

Who on the western border?

Who on the eastern shore?

Who goes?

We love all our men in our battalion

But when the war is over where will the fight be then?

Will we turn it on all our brothers

Or will we turn it in.

Their smiles, little children

They’re focused on the stock