Ringing in my ears
Waiting for the dust to clear
I see you waiting
Waiting for your orders so dear

Marching like a martyr
Blasts coming from side to side
You're programmed to be a soldier
And by those commands you shall die

Fighting a war that is not yours
Over oil that means so dear to the rich
It starts raining and then it pours
Shoot your enemies and dig a ditch
Bury your comrades in the hole
This is your destiny as you were told

Wanting to go home
To smell the fresh air
Without the smell of smoke
Waiting for an eternity
But yet you still have hope..
Broken on the inside
And on the outside you feel cold