Low.
Head on hands.
I scorn my life take me home, all alone.
Reading letters from home.
I miss my loved ones.
I'm cold.
My foes surround me.
They froze as they lost their lives for this.
The cause, the reason we're all here, to put an end to their fears.
This fight, is it ours?
No matter, 'cause we've come too far to stop.
I miss my wife.
I miss my kids.
I hope that I can get through this unscathed.
No pain, no regrets.
Please God help me.
Born.
Breathing new life into this ravaged country of soulless swine.
Solving other countries' problems, even though we've got ours at home.
Foreign policies in the name of diplomacy, or could it be their interests based on greed?
All we know is what we're told.
Fighting for our lying government.
Impose their righteousness.
Cleaning up the mistakes that were made over ten years ago.
Now's the time to right their crimes against humanity and their own fucking kind.
Why can't this madness end?
So we can focus on the ills of this failing, rotting society, the ills of this failing world.
Here I am with my rifle in hand.
I fear no man except the monster that I am.
Losing sanity.
Blood reigns over kindling embers.
All the pain stays with me for life, never to fade.
I'm not to blame for unwanted war games.
I can't seem to get my hands clean.
I pray that this is all just a dream.
Lost.
Diminishing an evil regime.
They're lost.
I have found the inner will to push it all down.
Gone.
Gone are the thoughts that this is wrong, so wrong.
Wrong.
Blood rains over all that I have found.
It's gone.
Normalcy's gone.
I'll keep on fighting until it's done.
Pray.
Blood reigns over kindling embers.
My misfortune their loss.
They've lost.
Can't reveal the damage I have gone through.
My real self now is gone.
It's gone.
Can't believe what my eyes have seen.
I have lost my innocence now.
Praying for an end to everything.
Resolution is all that I can hope for now.

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