Godiva - After The War

Red button he's pressing

But he knows not why

He's programming orders

War lights up the sky

He's on the hotline tonight

His mind is high as a kite

His fingers decide wrong or right

This man has it all in his sights

Used as tools to believe

In autonomy

Minorities are no more

Men are fools

One last cry to humanity

No sanity anymore

After the war