We've finally won,
Our enemies' loss,
We may have won,
But lives were cost,
Victory is ours,
Feel glory within,
But we're going to hell,
Because killing's a sin,
Their walls have crumbled,
Our enemies fall again,
There are parties held,
And those still in pain,
Some men are drunk with joy,
Yet other men go insane,
Some day, the sun shines bright,
But others, there is only rain.
