This is about bronies. They communicate by stomping.
Sitting, waiting in the falling rain
Getting ready to begin again
Wounded, lying, crying bodies moving, dying
All around there is the smell of death and fire
Here the planes are coming
Hear the soldiers running
Killing on a scale to comprehend
Why are we here?
In this place, here to kill
Please God, forgive us for what we have done
I always thought I was doing right
As of now, I'm not feeling so sure
I'm at a place of where I give no grace
I'm a soldier of war
I sit waiting for my darkest hour to come
I cannot think of about the things that I have done
It shouldn't take a fool to see that I believe
Accept the consequence, repent for what I've done
You tell me what is certain but I'll tell you what is true
You tell me what is honesty when all around is death and cruelty
I'm making out, my mind is vile, I'm giving in to our desires
Within the truth that lies within the only thing
Mother of mercy, angel of death desire
Mother of mercy taking my last breath of fire
Mother of mercy, angel of pain
Mother of mercy taking my last breath
Some say you are a lost cause, some say you're a saint
Just being here's and act of suffering and restraint
Walked down a long dark road to ruin and panic not
I'll die a lonely death, of that I'm certain of
Rivers flow with blood, there's nowhere left to hide
It's hard to comprehend there's anyone left alive
Sick of all the killing and the reek of death
Will God tell me what religion is to man?
I don't hold with bad religion, understand what's underneath it
Now I come to think of it, I just don't hold at all, you know it
You say you are a holy man but what is it you do?
From where I stand there's nothing but a hollow man I see
Mother of mercy, angel of death desire
Mother of mercy taking my last breath of fire
Mother of mercy, angel of pain
Mother of mercy taking my last breath
Mother of mercy, angel of death desire
Mother of mercy taking my last breath of fire
Mother of mercy, angel of pain
Mother of mercy drawing my last breath
I'm just a lonely soldier fighting in a bloody hopeless war
Don't know what I'm fighting, who it is, or what I'm fighting for
Thought it was for money, made my fortune, now I'm not so sure
Seemed to just have lost my way
Getting ready to begin again
Wounded, lying, crying bodies moving, dying
All around there is the smell of death and fire
Here the planes are coming
Hear the soldiers running
Killing on a scale to comprehend
Why are we here?
In this place, here to kill
Please God, forgive us for what we have done
I always thought I was doing right
As of now, I'm not feeling so sure
I'm at a place of where I give no grace
I'm a soldier of war
I sit waiting for my darkest hour to come
I cannot think of about the things that I have done
It shouldn't take a fool to see that I believe
Accept the consequence, repent for what I've done
You tell me what is certain but I'll tell you what is true
You tell me what is honesty when all around is death and cruelty
I'm making out, my mind is vile, I'm giving in to our desires
Within the truth that lies within the only thing
Mother of mercy, angel of death desire
Mother of mercy taking my last breath of fire
Mother of mercy, angel of pain
Mother of mercy taking my last breath
Some say you are a lost cause, some say you're a saint
Just being here's and act of suffering and restraint
Walked down a long dark road to ruin and panic not
I'll die a lonely death, of that I'm certain of
Rivers flow with blood, there's nowhere left to hide
It's hard to comprehend there's anyone left alive
Sick of all the killing and the reek of death
Will God tell me what religion is to man?
I don't hold with bad religion, understand what's underneath it
Now I come to think of it, I just don't hold at all, you know it
You say you are a holy man but what is it you do?
From where I stand there's nothing but a hollow man I see
Mother of mercy, angel of death desire
Mother of mercy taking my last breath of fire
Mother of mercy, angel of pain
Mother of mercy taking my last breath
Mother of mercy, angel of death desire
Mother of mercy taking my last breath of fire
Mother of mercy, angel of pain
Mother of mercy drawing my last breath
I'm just a lonely soldier fighting in a bloody hopeless war
Don't know what I'm fighting, who it is, or what I'm fighting for
Thought it was for money, made my fortune, now I'm not so sure
Seemed to just have lost my way
Lyrics submitted by star tripper, edited by Mellow_Harsher
Mother of Mercy Lyrics as written by Stephen Percy Harris Adrian Frederick Smith
Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group
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"Will god tell me what religion is to man I don't hold with bad religion understand what's underneath it Now I come to think of it, I just don't hold at all you know it You say you are a holy man, but what is it you do From where I stand is nothing but a hollow man I see"
He followed the religious leaders into the war but isnt that much of a believer, well like a typical person believes in some sort god but isnt a fanatical supporter of the religion and so can see that the religion and its 'holy man' lacks substance
"I'm just a lonely soldier fighting in a bloody hopeless war Don't know what I'm fighting, who it is, or what I'm fighting for Thought it was for money, make my fortune, now I'm not so sure Seem to just have lost my way "
He originally went for money and probably heard it was a righteous cause anyway. Now he has realised the horror he's helped unleash and regrets it big time.
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