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It starts with a trench and they hope that they will survive

Nobody wants to be here but they follow their orders

They think of the danger and what it might do to their futures

Blasts all around and there’s never a moment to waste

Hiding in the dust

Looking to see who’s out there

A tank that has a lot of rust

This game we play is never fair

The air is still and cold

The clouds move across the sky

Confrontation we’re told

We don’t know the reasons why

We make our move now and we run towards the enemy’s line

We hope we can catch them off guard and they won’t fire back

We get close to them and artillery is unleashed

We hit the ground and we dodge the flying shrapnel

The world becomes a blur

Slow motion in effect

We try and take cover

What do they all expect

War is a terminal disease

Why are you my enemy

They tell me do as you please

We make the rules as we go

I though this was all a dream then I realized

The firing began to get louder

Boots shuffling across the rubble

The trenches are starting to fill up with all-of the bodies

Both sides are losing there truly is never a winner

Exchanging gun fire is turning the fields to a death zone

Cameras far off in the distance will glamorize this mess

Where do we go from here

It never made any sense

Should we shed a tear

Confrontation never ends

Echoes in the fields

Soldiers fall to the ground

We’re not here by choice

Such a disturbing sound