Combat

Welcome to a world of pain,
This is a day of your conversion, mortification.
Dragged away from home on blood red nights,
Slave to a brutal system forevermore.

You are an orphan now, adopted by the beast of war,
The end of all your childhood dreams has come.

No more will you meet a smiling face,
Now peace has left your sleep forever,
There are no arms to hold you,
Yet there are no hands to wipe your tears.

Constrained and forced to kill,
These cruelties will haunt you, a life in combat.
Your fear will make you bleed, your inner combat.
A life without a future, you will forget our wishes,
And nothing to embrace, but the rifle in your hands, forevermore.

You are an orphan now, adopted by the beast of war,
The end of all your childhood dreams has come,
A life of combat, forevermore.

No more will you meet a smiling face,
Now peace has left your sleep forever,
There are no arms to hold you,
Yet there are no hands to wipe your tears away.
There are no arms to hold you,
Peace has left your sleep.