--- [Verse 1 – düster, melodisch] We light the torches for the tiniest spark, raise up our weapons and march into dark. We tear down the bridges we swore to defend, fight over dirt that will bury us all in the end. Cities we crafted with bare-blooded hands, now crumble like castles of bone in the sand. We’re chasing the ghosts of a glory long gone, forgetting the truth that we all came from one. --- [Pre-Chorus – aufbauend] And every grave we carve in spite… just proves we never learned to unite. --- [Chorus – melodisch, reimend, emotional] Why do we wage war over nothing at all? Turn heaven to ashes and kingdoms to fall. We break what we build, then we question the pain — yet every life lost cries the same red refrain. We could stand as one, but we divide like fire. Fighting for dust, for a dead man’s empire. --- [Verse 2 – härter, aber mit Reimfluss] We forged the steel and we conquered the skies, we cured the sick and we opened our eyes. But pride is a poison that eats from within, turns brothers to enemies, virtue to sin. Across every border the stories repeat — children grow up with a war in their feet. They march because someone demanded they must, they fall before ever becoming what they trust. --- [Pre-Chorus – dual vocals] And in the smoke we all look the same… but still we burn each other’s name. --- ⭐ [Chorus – zweite, größer, dichter] Why do we wage war over nothing at all? Turn heaven to ashes and kingdoms to fall. We break what we build, then we question the pain — yet every life lost cries the same red refrain. We could stand as one, but we divide like fire. Fighting for dust, for a dead man’s empire. --- ⭐ [Bridge – melodisch, klare Reime] Remember the moments we lifted the weak, the towers we raised, the futures we speak. Remember the days when we bled side by side — before we let hatred become our divide. --- ⭐ [Breakdown – Deathcore, hart aber poetisch] WE SHARE THE SAME BLOOD — WE SHARE THE SAME GROUND. WE DIE FOR THE FLAGS THAT KEEP US BOUND. WE KILL FOR THE PRIDE OF A NAME ON A STONE — BUT UNDER THE SOIL WE’RE ALL JUST BONE. --- [Final Chorus – epischer Abschluss] Why do we wage war over nothing at all? Turn heaven to ashes and kingdoms to fall. We break what we build, then we question the pain — yet every life lost cries the same red refrain. We could stand as one, we could rise from the fire — but only if we choose to bury the empire. ---

War Over Nothing