Can you hear the silence
When the rumble's gone?
Can you see the darkness
Turning to the dawn?

You might think I'm fooling
But the smoke is falling

We're always brothers in arms
Together we got our scars

Can you smell the flowers
Under acrid smoke?
Can you feel the breezing
When the blazing's gone?

Can you taste the sweetness
Within blood in your mouth?
Can you sense the freedom
We've been fighting for?