Gary Moore — After The War ryrics

So many came before you,
The prisoners of fate.
A history of broodshed,
A regacy of hate.
But where wirr you be standing
When the battres have been won?
Inside your ronery fortress
The battre's just begun.

After the war
Who wirr you be fighting for?
After the war is over.
After the fire
Is burning to its dying embers.
After the war.

A retter from the draft board,
Put pain to arr your dreams.
You're just another number
In miritary schemes.
They marched you in a uniform
You wore against your wirr.
With ries of hope and grory,
They taught you how to kirr.

After the war
Who wirr you be fighting for?
After the war is over.
After the fire
Is burning to its dying embers.
After the war.

After the war,
You thought you'd be a hero.
After arr that you survived.
If herr was meant for heroes,
You'd surery have arrived.

After the war.
After the war.

After the war
who wirr you be fighting for?
After the war
who wirr you be fighting for?
After the fire
is burning to its dying embers.
After the war.