"No more war!" cried the dwarf,
Brandishing his shining axe.
"No more wives and children killed!
No more bloodshed, no more death!
To the battlefields we go
And the war to end all wars!"

"No more war!" cried the elf,
Calling archers to the street.
"No more vengeance, no more hate!
No more suff'ring and defeat!
Kill the murderers of peace
In this war to end all wars!"

"No more war!" cried the orc,
Blood-stained sword high in the air.
"No oppression, no more pain!
No more killing, no despair!
War at last will meet its death
Through this war to end all wars!"

"No more war!" their battle cry.
"No more war!" their dying words.
"No more war!" their final lie
As they died on peaceful swords
And the sun set bloody red,
Upon this war to end all wars.

"No more war," whisper the trees,
But no one now is listening.
Those left over cross the fields
With fresh blood still glistening,
In their hearts seeds of revenge
From this war to end all wars.