What is this war? What are we celebrating for? Said the drunken diplomat What is this pain? Why is there only pain? When there's nothing to be gained All the killing has begun There is nowhere left to run There's no bridges left to burn Every gospel has been slayed And every killer-man's been paid There's no answer, only violence We could order up a drink You could tell me what to think There's no bridges left to burn If Berlin falls tonight The snow would still be white With no answer but violence Who is this war? It's wasted and unsure Said the drunken diplomat There's no answer, only violence There's no answer, only violence There's no answer, only silence