Wednesday, May 18th 1994 Does anyone remember what all of this fighting's for? All this senseless blood shed, all this f*cking death You oly know statistics who now take their dying breath Can anyone see an end to this putrid f*cking war? Does it now seem any closer than it did the year before? A year has now gone by and the battlefield's still red The only thing that's changed is the number of the dead All of the children born in bloodshed will be lucky to survive Will they be just more than memories when it's 1995? The battlefield's still red They call it "ethnic cleansing" But it's just like before This is racial murder It's not a f*cking war The battlefield's still red Little girls are stripped and they're beaten to the floor Systematically raped by soldiers and they f*cking call this war Their mothers are sent through minefields, all humanity's been lost How many lives will this year claim in this modern day holocaust? The battlefield's still red They call it 'ethnic cleansing' But it's just like before This is racial murder It's not a f*cking war The battlefield's still red