Soldier

Redemption comes and goes for the broken,
A life we lived of wounds unspoken.
We’ve spilled our blood for another man’s glory.
Now we live to tell our story.

In the end what was it for?
We gave ourselves for another man’s war.
The walls we built stood strong for all.
But it was we who would come to take the fall.

They sang their songs of how we saved them,
While others cried by how we graved them.
There is no return from the shedding of life,
Only the pain of torment and strife.

We’ve died each time we’ve killed another,
Shoulder to shoulder with our brother.
We’ve fallen back to remain unseen.
We’ve lost ourselves to the war machine.

If in your hearts you can forgive us,
For the life we’ve chosen so seek to unlive us.
For the burden we bear is heavy at hand.
For too is the constant of death’s demand.