War

So this is what it’s like on the battlefield?

This is war

They might as well make our uniforms red

‘Cause this is war

My gun strapped to my back, my knees smeared with dirt

No longer feeling, no longer living

Unable to remember what the civilized life was like

Away in a bullies playground

This is war

Get your armor, get ready to fight, get ready to die

‘Cause this is war

Look the enemy right in the eye

Watch them run away in fear.

Step back behind the infantry

Watch as everything around you burns to hell

This is war

This is hells playground

This is where the heartless play

This is war.