The Aftermath - Iron Maiden

Silently to silence fall in the fields of futile war

Toys of death are spitting lead where boys that were our soldiers bled

War horse and war machine curse the name of liberty

Marching on as if they should mix in the dirt our brothers' blood

In the mud and rain, what are we fighting for

Is it worth the pain, it is worth dying for

Who will take the blame, why did they make a war

Questions that come again, should we be fighting at all

Once a ploughman hitched his team, here he sowed his little dream

Now bodies arms and legs are strewn, where mustard gas and barb wire bloom

Each moment’s like a year, I’ve nothing left inside for tears

Comrades dead or dying lie, I’m left alone asking why

In the mud and rain, what are we fighting for

Is it worth the pain, it is worth dying for

Who will take the blame, why did they make a war

Questions that come again, should we be fighting at all

After the war, left feeling no one has won

After the war, what does a soldier become

After the war, left feeling no one has won

After the war, what does a soldier become

What is at home when the battles are done

After the war and when no one has won

I’m just a soldier