I'm stationed at the front today, with heart in throat and quaking hands
Under bloodstained cheeks i'm white as death, and barren as this hostile land
When frozen blackness usurps the heart of men, one cannot escape finality
Streaks of dirt line armies of their own, on every broken countenance and casualty
Guilt and deceit wrecking me, torment to my conscience, pleasure to my demons
My bloody saber beckons me, crimson rubies sparkle, light midnight calling beacons
My comrades fall left and right, i watch the spirit leave, their lifeless eyes weep
glassy pupils dilate, i cry and pray the Lord their souls to keep
When war is waged, across a land, for greed and money, the lone white man
An island is made in every soldiers heart, a tundra made of the icy land
When lethal weapons replace every limb, the body is destructive
The mind will catch fire, the soul take flight, electrically conductive
For without fear, life takes no courage, and cowards make the deadliest men
Forsaking morals for lusting and treasure, the circle of life begins again.
