(obviously about the Gulf War)

War
(Dougie MacLean, 1991)

Our voice made silent
Our hands made still
But deep and violent wait the ones who wait to kill

The desert's burning
Their reasons pale
For there's no returning with some golden holy grail

   What have they done?
   What have they done?
   The blood will run to everyone
   Oh, what have they done?

Is it for freedom,
Or is it for truth,
That fathers fall and all those young men trade their youth?

Or are they moved
By deception's hand,
That rank and reckless scatters death across the sand?

   (chorus)