To my father what of your sons?

All of your children

Even the ones

Sent out to martyr

To face the gun

Precious bodies opposed to bombs



Led on led on

To take the path

Where our bright future

Is in our past



To our father what of reason?

Say what you will

Believe what you want

The record shows what we are not

Our true desires

Not our good thoughts



Led on let on

To take the path

Where our bright future

Is in our past



To my father what have you done?

To the children

Born innocent

But come to harm

For dreams of glory

And just a line in history



Led on led on

To take the path

Where our bright future

Is in our past



To our father what good may come?

To let the children

Walk alone

To fear to fail

And need no savior

To be at peace in our true nature



Lead on lead on

Clear the path

So our bright future

May come to pass

May come to pass

May come to pass