They said they’d fight to make us free
But I only see bodies on my screen
Children cry while soldiers grin
And they call that a holy win
They sell the war, then sell the grave
Tell me, who gets paid when the people break?
What’s the price of peace?
Is it blood on the street?
Is it mothers who weep
So the rich can sleep?
If peace needs war to be released
Then maybe we were never free
Flags wave high, but hearts fall low
In every land, the same old show
They change the name, rewrite the blame
But the fire burns just the same
They say “stand tall” while we fall apart
But you can’t heal truth with a patriotic heart
What’s the price of peace?
Is it blood on the street?
Is it mothers who weep
So the rich can sleep?
If peace needs war to be released
Then maybe we were never free
History taught but no one learned
Now it’s love and hope that’s getting burned
What’s the price of peace?
And is anyone counting?
Or are we just drowning
In the silence of the free?
