Forgotten Sons-Marillion

Marillion - Forgotten Sons Armalite, street lights, night sights Searching the roofs for a sniper, a viper, a fighter Death in the shadows he'll maim you, he'll wound you, he'll kill you For a long forgotten cause, on not so foreign shores Boys baptized in war, boys baptized in war Morphine, chill scream, bad dream Serving as numbers on dog tags, flak rags, sand bags Your girl has married your best friend, loves end, poison pen Your flesh will always creep, tossing turning sleep The wounds that burn so deep, burn so deep Your mother sits on the edge of the world When the cameras start to roll, Panoramic viewpoint resurrect the killing fold Your father drains another beer, he's one of the few that cares Crawling behind a Saracen's hull from the safety of his living room chair Forgotten sons, forgotten sons, forgotten sons And so as I patrol in the valley of the shadow of the Tricolor I must fear evil, for I am but mortal and mortals can only die Asking questions, pleading answers From the nameless faceless watchers That parade the carpeted corridors of Whitehall Who orders desecration, mutilation Verbal masturbation in the guarded bureaucratic wombs Minister, Minister care for your children Order them not into damnation To eliminate those who would trespass against you For whose is the kingdom, the power, the glory for ever and ever Amen, Amen, Amen, Amen, Amen Halt who goes there Death Approach friend You're just another coffin, on its way down the Emerald Isle When your children's stony glances mourn Your death in a terrorist's smile The bomber's arm placing fiery gifts on the supermarket shelves Alley sings with shrapnel detonate a temporary hell Forgotten sons, forgotten sons From the dole queue to the regiment a profession in a flash But remember, Monday signings went from door to door you dash On the news a nation mourns you unknown soldier count the cost For a second you'll be famous but labeled posthumous Forgotten son, forgotten son, forgotten son, forgotten son They're still forgotten, they're still, still forgotten Peace on earth and mercy mild, Mother Brown has lost her child Just another forgotten son