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You’ve been wearing

a badge for killing

hoping for gratefulness back home

Within days after you were returning

after the adrenalin stopped kicking

you finally see what you’ve become

A frozen soul, without a goal

and a killcount telling all

that is to know of your true self

Trained to ignore humanity

and swallowed by obscurity

you will never get back from this hell

They put a gun in your hands

and poison in your mind

drifting from mankind

Lost your place, lost the sense

by killing your own kind

trapped into your second war outside the frontline

Years be passing

still you won’t fit in

a broken man goes down the drain

Raising the cage of your dark isolation

bitterness feeds a growing frustration

the hungry monster still lives in

This is what you’ve been trained for

when you walked through that wicked door

of being the sword of the State

Fighting in conflicts for oil

for money, for your overlord

and being paid to spread some death

They put some blood on your hands

and murder on your mind

drifting from mankind.

Paranoia sucks you into battlefields inside

trapped into your second war outside the frontline.