Story Behind The Song

there's no glory was my entry in the irish song contest for peace a few years ago,it reached the finals in everyman palace ireland .i usually play it much slower,but the song had to be 3 mins or less

Song Description

anti terrorist song i wrote many years before recent events

Lyrics

THERE'S NO GLORY (c) DENNIS MAKEPEACE
They load their guns in silence, arm themselves for war,
Dress up as soldiers with nothing to fight for,
Their countrymen around them live in fear, doubt and hate
They're looking for a reason, playing games with fate
Fighting an uncertain cause to even up the score,
They surrender to the madness, changing to the core,
From men into maniacs, for innocents to fear, chorus
If the battlefields a playground there's no glory
If the battlefield's a playground there's no glory killing here.

So madmen walk among us, fighting in religions' name
Shooting up the innocents and passing on the blame,
Killing all our children, and calling it a war,
Was violence and mindlessness what jesus suffered for?
And this war of hate is raging as the years go rolling by,
From the past we learn no lessons still the innocent must die,
Do the people that you call your own live in deathly fear?
chorus
If the battlefields' a playground there's no glory If the battlefields' a playground there's no glory killing here

If we catch these men turned monsters do we hang them from up high?
Do we make them cry and suffer, before we let them die? Or do we send them to a doctor ,to cure their raging minds
Then free them when they're better, would that be cruel or kind?
Do the children never grown up cry forgotten tears?
Can we number all the victims, over all the years?
Do the people that you call your own live in deathly fear?
chorus If the battlefields' a playground there's no glory,
If the battlefields 'a playground there's no glory killing here
There's no glory
If the battlefields' a playground there's no glory killing here.

THERE'S NO GLORY (VERSION TWO )
They load their guns, arm their tanks, march on off to war,
An army of soldiers with nothing to fight for,
Their countrymen around them live in fear, doubt and hate
They're looking for a reason, playing games with fate
Fighting an uncertain cause to even up the score,
They surrender to the madness, changing to the core,
From men into maniacs, for innocents to fear, chorus
If the battlefields a playground there's no glory
If the battlefield's a playground there's no glory killing here. there's no glory

So madmen walk among us, fighting in religions' name
Shooting up the innocents and passing on the blame,
Killing all our children, and calling it a war,
Was violence and mindlessness what jesus suffered for?
And this war of hate is raging as the years go rolling by,
From the past we learn no lessons still the innocent must die,
Do the people that you call your own live in deathly fear?
chorus
If the battlefields 'a playground there's no glory If the battlefields' a playground there's no glory killing here there's no glory

If we catch these men turned monsters do we hang them from up high?
Do we make them cry and suffer, before we let them die? Or do we send them to a doctor ,to cure their raging minds
Then free them when they're better, would that be cruel or kind?
Do the children never grown up cry forgotten tears?
Can we number all the victims, over all the years?
Do the people that you call your own live in deathly fear?
chorus If the battlefields' a playground there's no glory,
If the battlefields' a playground there's no glory killing here
There's no glory
If the battlefields' a playground there's no glory killing here.
There's no glory