Trench Gun

Visions of valor, reasons to fight
Waging their battles, begging to die
Stripped of all personality
Toothless cog in a growing heap
Under control, ordered to kill
Drowning in guilt for the blood you've spilled
Reasons to fight, sent to die
It's not a war, it's a genocide.

Tell me what your fighting for?
Only the dead have seen the end of war

Reflections are suppressed, your one in the same
Undermine emotions to receive acclaim
Raise the flag for which you serve and die
Medals earned while the mothers cry

Tell me what your fighting for?
Only the dead have seen the end of war
Tell me Its worth dying for?
Break your ores against the tides of war

You'll lose everything
It's a grave mistake
Manipulation actuates
The cycle will repeat

Clawing your way into the center
This sacred chamber
Divine intoxication
Cast on the altar of mirrors

As the blood falls it will stain the earth
Hearing men scream as they die in the dirt
Death toll climbs to a rapid pace
Haunting images you can never erase