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As the wheels hit the dirt I feel the desert rise around me

Deployed again into the mouth of war but who am I defending?

Bullets tear the air, fallen brothers paint the sand red

Life seen in seconds, never years, how many moments until I'm dead?

I hope you'll never realize or taste the terror I taste

I'm told my soul belongs to God but my body's owned by the state

Child of war

What am I fighting for?

The line is "freedom" yet I've never seen it

Only blood

The sand, the mud

The face of death and the eyes to see it

We move in packs like rabid dogs through narrow streets in search of hostiles

Innocent and guilty look the same, they hide their knives, beware of their smiles

Behind an unlocked door a starving child encased in C4

For her the screaming ends for me the screaming is a dead roar

I hope you'll never see that fear inside the eyes of the soon dead

I hope you're sleeping safe tonight, your children tucked in their beds

Child of war

What are they dying for?

Is it for God because I've never seen Him

Only the wrath, the plagues, the bloodbath

The terror, the threats, and the death of the martyrs

The martyr, the martyr

I saw the head doctor today, I lied and said I feel great

No longer fit to live with you, I'll stay right here a symbol of your hate

I hope you'll never realize or know the thrill of almost dying

I hope you'll shed a tear for me, no longer capable of crying

Child of war

What am I fighting for?

I fight for pleasure, fun, and the rush of addiction

No chance

For penance

I'm unashamed, I want no absolution

Child of war

What are they dying for?

Is it for God because I've never seen Him

Only the wrath, the plagues, the bloodbath

The terror, the threats, and the death of the martyrs