Blood, Sweat & Tears - The Battle

While the king and queen lie sleeping 
And their daughters smile so nice. 
Brothers wait through windows 
And the peasants die for rice. 
And here I'm standing naked 
Laughing madly at the sun. 
Though I wanted to sleep late today 
The Battle's just begun. 

Oh, the Devil in all his wisdom 
The father in all his grace 
The servant's sons are washed in blood 
And the man has run his race 

A moving target looms behind the street where soldiers stood 
Siren screams out desperately 
Like only humans could 
And standing on my balcony 
I watch the battle run 
Yes the war is never over 
But the day is never done 

Oh, the Devil in all his wisdom, 
the father in all his grace, 
The servant's sons are washed in blood 
And the man has run his race. 

Six-white horses like the wind are running, 
Five are far behind 
The captain lost his daughter, 
The sergeant lost his mind. 
The soldiers they still scream for riches 
Even though they swore 
That sons and daughters wouldn't live 
Unless we won the war. 

Oh, the Devil in all his wisdom, 
the father in all his grace, 
The servant's sons are washed in blood 
And the man has run his race.