[Verse 1]
The ground trembles, a distant roar,
A symphony of death, and nothing more.
The soldier's heart, a frantic drum,
Each breath a prayer. Will my time come?
Hark, soldier, your time is nigh.
Lay down your arms. No need to cry.
The battle's rage, a fleeting storm.
In my embrace, you'll find your form.
[Chorus]
A brother falls, take his place and aim,
Another joins the endless train.
Each fallen face, a searing brand,
Upon the heart, a trembling hand.
The weight of loss, a crushing blow,
In fields of death, where few can go.
A silent vow, a whispered plea,
For you, my brothers, I'll fight to be FREE!
[Verse 2]
A call to arms, a nation's plea,
But in his heart, no victory.
The cause is unclear, the reasons blurred,
A soldier's soul, forever stirred.
He fights the fight, his duty's call,
But questions rise before they fall.
A whispered prayer, a fading light,
He turned away from an endless fight.
The cost of peace, a heavy toll,
His life cut short, now a broken soul.
No hero's welcome, no parade,
Just silent earth, where dreams are laid.
[Chorus]
A brother falls, take his place and aim,
Another joins the endless train.
Each fallen face, a searing brand,
Upon the heart, a trembling hand.
The weight of loss, a crushing blow,
In fields of death, where few can go.
A silent vow, a whispered plea,
For you, my brothers, I'll fight to be FREE!
[Outro]
The cycle turns again, a crimson tide,
Where brothers fight, and nations hide.
The drums of war, a haunting beat,
As empires rise, and then retreat.
From ancient fields to modern strife,
The dance of death is the cost of life.
A weary world, forever bound,
It's endless war, and no peace is found.
The faces fall, a silent tear,
An empty victory of every war of any year.
When will it end?
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