Small frightened faces,

Iron and Rust,

sharp smell of anger,

Gunflash and Dust.

Small frightened faces,

sharp smell of fear,

cries of the wounded

cries of the dying,

Iron and Rust

Iron and Rust.

Call for their loved ones

caught up in the rush,

small moonlit faces

who can they trust,

Gunflash and Dust

Gunflash and Dust.

Be still and be silent

NO! NO! mustn't cry

crawl under the rubble

drones in the sky.

Where is their childhood

Where is the love,

be still and be silent

bombers above.

Iron and Rust

Iron and Rust

who can they trust.

Cringe in the shadows,

peer through the cracks,

small frightened faces

caught up in gunflash.

Where is their childhood

where is the care,

Small frightened faces

there's snipers out there.

Gunflash and Dust.

Gunflsh and Dust,

 

they live out their childhood

 

                                          'neath Iron and Rust

 

                                                            Gunflash and Dust.