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(Intro)
Another headline screams the count, the numbers climb so high,
Millions torn from everything, beneath a weeping sky.
Homes reduced to shattered dust, a future turned to gray,
And the question hangs so heavy... at the close of every day...
Yeah... millions killed and displaced...

(Verse 1)
Empty streets where laughter used to bloom so free,
Now echo with the silence of a lost community.
Faces etched with sorrow, eyes that hold the pain,
Searching for a reason in this endless, bloody rain.
They ran with nothing but the clothes upon their weary backs,
Leaving behind a life they knew, on shattered, broken tracks.

(Chorus)
And the millions cry out, a silent, desperate plea,
"From war, oh God, why this to us? Why can't we just be free?"
Their lives are torn asunder, their futures turned to dust,
A senseless, brutal tragedy built on broken trust.
Millions killed and displaced, beneath a ravaged sky,
From war, oh tell me, tell me, world... just tell me why?

(Verse 2)
The children's eyes, once bright with hope, now hold a vacant stare,
Witnessing the horrors that no young heart should bear.
They clutch their tattered toys so tight, a comfort small and frail,
Lost in the vast uncertainty, a never-ending trail.
They whisper for their mothers, their fathers gone away,
Another generation scarred by the brutal price to pay.

(Chorus)
And the millions cry out, a silent, desperate plea,
"From war, oh God, why this to us? Why can't we just be free?"
Their lives are torn asunder, their futures turned to dust,
A senseless, brutal tragedy built on broken trust.
Millions killed and displaced, beneath a ravaged sky,
From war, oh tell me, tell me, world... just tell me why?

(Verse 3)
The borders close, the gates slam shut, the weary are denied,
While hollow words of sympathy like bitter tears are cried.
The world looks on with heavy hearts, but action moves so slow,
Another day of suffering, another seed of sorrow sown.
They yearn for simple safety, a place to call their own,
But find only indifference on a cold and barren stone.

(Chorus)
And the millions cry out, a silent, desperate plea,
"From war, oh God, why this to us? Why can't we just be free?"
Their lives are torn asunder, their futures turned to dust,
A senseless, brutal tragedy built on broken trust.
Millions killed and displaced, beneath a ravaged sky,
From war, oh tell me, tell me, world... just tell me why?

(Verse 4)
The numbers rise with every dawn, a stark and grim display,
Of human cost and broken lives that vanish day by day.
The reasons blur, the conflicts rage, a senseless, brutal fight,
Leaving behind a landscape bathed in endless, starless night.
And the question still hangs heavy, a whisper in the air,
Millions killed and displaced... does anybody care?

(Outro)
Yeah, millions killed and displaced... the question hangs so deep...
Another day of suffering... while the silent world does sleep.
The echoes of their lost lives... beneath a wounded sky...
From war... oh God... just tell me... tell me why... why... why...

(Chorus)
And the millions cry out, a silent, desperate plea,
"From war, oh God, why this to us? Why can't we just be free?"
Their lives are torn asunder, their futures turned to dust,
A senseless, brutal tragedy built on broken trust.
Millions killed and displaced, beneath a ravaged sky,
From war, oh tell me, tell me, world... just tell me why?

Millions Killed & Displaced

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