Blessed by Our Lord’s grace
I won’t cut lonely children’s cords
Maybe a smile will light up pretty face
Their orders are just empty words
But they applause more and more
You’ve surely won that cold war
And if the country needs a name
You will be called The Hero
Congratulations
You’re the pride of the nation
The keeper of its spirit too
At last, the truth is buried
In the order that you made
Once I thought
I was a man who can uphold a duty
The time I thought
Found out her love was more than just a beauty
I waged so many worthless wars
Now I don’t get what took my soul
Red sky above the fields
The country of fertile hills?
But they applause more and more
You’ve surely won that cold war
And if the country needs a name
You will be called The Hero
My life is like a nightmare
When I watch TV and news are scary
Famine here, famine there
Someone painted the city red
I’m still alone in my bed
No one wants my money
I used to be so funny
For much too long
Forgive me, people
I cannot bear this repentance