Trife Life

It's so cold here 
  And dark 
  There has been a war for years 
  Behind closed doors 

  Not even a half-hearted try 
  To pu weapons down 
  It's raining lead 
  And as always, the wrong ones die 

  This is a Conspirancy 
  I'd like to call it a misery 
  Dear martyr: Is that you? 
  I bet you know you're me 

  Pater Familias?  Pater Judas! 
  Black clouds between us 
  In your case doom means salvation 
  If there's a day of redemtion 

  One last breath for justice 
  One last glimpse for my release 

  What did he say in his defence? 
  Guess what: Nothing! 

  Let me sleep! 
  The never-ending fight is tiring me 
  Give me quiet, give me strenght 
  For a new war