Everyday we march to the front lines
Everyday we shed the same blood sheet
So many lives will be gone on the end
Why can’t just this be finally over?
I’m tired of this same very routine
Yet I take pleasure from every kill
I enjoy hearing they squirming in pain
Their expression of fear is amusing
Then why do I want all this to end?
What will I do once this war is over?
I will be just a wandering bloody soldier
A soulless creature walking among humans
I have lost count of the days that has passed
Since all this mess us been unleashed upon us
It was something no one could have predicted
There was no way to avoid and no turning back
