We are soldiers
And we march on...
Why they hate you, it's foreign to me,
I don't hate you, even in the worst calamities...
Mama tonight we die
Please no one cry...
He lifted his rifle then took aim and in those...
The thought hovered in his mind for those...
Great Plebeians, heroes
martyrs, and revolutionists...
A soldier in a dangerous Battle, overseas and...
Marching through the foreign land, longing for...
As I explore, and run with my mind
To the era of our forefathers, our blood...
Alone we walk the streets at night
Wondering when they'll stop the fight...
Shun the non-believers
'Cause they don't believe in peace...
They tap the phones
Come raiding in the house at dawn...
The enemy draws near,
As the smoke starts to clear...
The water stained red with the blood of a thousand...