Combat solders have proclaimed before,
There are no atheists in a foxhole.
All tend to pray to whom they worship,
When their fate is beyond their control.
Their faith is their rock and their fortress,
In which they will trust in forever.
Their God, their strength, their deliverer,
From those who plot deadly endeavor.
War is a game, which is won by death,
And you can't have peace without war.
History always repeats itself
As patriots march forth from their door.
A man never greets his wolf within,
Till he serves on history's battle line.
Some will fight and refuse to concede,
While others hide and cry with weaken mind.
Death- to- death, dust-to-dust, life-to-life,
The wrath of man is a shameful thing,
Sometimes we have no choice but to fight,
Bidding farewell as of war we sing. |
