September skies
Bodies falling
Never again will you catch me admiring
Those vast September skies
October skies
Hate is flying
Crimson leaves slowly falling
From azure October skies
Time to kill our children
And sing about it
Let's all kill our children
And sing about it
November skies
Heart is sinking
No telling where they're leading
These gray November skies
Time to kill our children
And sing about it
Let's all kill our children
And sing about it
December skies
Star will be rising
Will we heed those lessons ringing
Through those dark December skies?
Time to kill our children
And sing about it
Let's all kill our children
And sing about it