Warheads Loaded
As the darkness encroaches the weapons of war is light, backed by color, do you see the colors?
Green is the color of a life that is new.
Gold is the color of the morning sun that shines so freely on everyone.
Blue is a heart sad and cold, that needs the morning light to warm the heart of stone.
Red is the color of the blood that flowed down the face of the one that loved us so.
Warheads Loaded
As the darkness encroaches the weapons of war is light, backed by color, do you see the colors?
Green is the color of a life that is new.
Gold is the color of the morning sun that shines so freely on everyone.
Blue is a heart sad and cold, that needs the morning light to warm the heart of stone.
Red is the color of the blood that flowed down the face of the one that loved us so.