The Wolf Covers Its Tracks

Oh my name it means nothing

And my age it means less

I'm far from my home

High above the mid west

And as I look down

On some far city lights

I pray God to look over

My family tonight

I'm weary of hearing

That God's on the side

Of mothers and fathers

And jet planes that fly

That drop bombs on civilians

To even the score

Where's the God of the children?

In the rubble of war

I believe the self martyr

At least out the truth

And the vengeful war mongers

Have flow this for us

But the innocent victims

Have no place to hide

When death comes without warning

With God on its side

When they call on their guard

To justify their attacks

Just serves to remind me

The wolf covers its tracks