Interpret:

Silent Stream Of Godless Elegy

Album:

Behind the Shadows

I come and stand at every door 
But no one hears my silent prayer 
I knock and yet remain unseen 
For I am dead, for I am dead 


I'm only seven although I died 
In Hiroshima long ago 
I'm seven now as I was then 
When children die they do not grow 


My hair was scorched by swirling fire 
My eyes grew dim my eyes grew blind 
Death came and turned my bones to dust 
And that was scattered by the wind 


I need no fruit I need no rice 
I need no sweets nor even bread 
I ask for nothing for myself 
For I am dead, for I am dead 


All that I ask for is for peace 
You fight today, you fight to die 
So that the children of this world 
May live and grow and laugh and play