Dogs of war

**this is the first time i tried a rhyme so just tell me if it sucks i don't care**

as the soldiers march down the street
5 across and 15 deep
they trample and shoot and never fade
women cut down and the bloody babes
and then they all form up in line
they fire they're guns as i fire mine
and as the streets fill up with gore we will all become the dogs of war

{yeah i took the name from the Pink Floyd song}