Their house was a red-brick battlefield;
Their souls bled out on polished floors
While frightened children prayed for peace.
Their house was a red-brick battlefield
Where only the shadows witnessed
The violence between its walls.
Their house was a red-brick battlefield;
Their souls bled out on polished floors.
Their souls bled out on polished floors
While frightened children prayed for peace.
Their house was a red-brick battlefield
Where only the shadows witnessed
The violence between its walls.
Their house was a red-brick battlefield;
Their souls bled out on polished floors.
